Sole Positive of Night!
Antipathist of Light!
Fate's only essence! primal scorpion rod —
The one permitted opposite of God!—
Condenséd blackness and abysmal storm
Compacted to one sceptre
Arms the Grasp enorm —
The Intercepter —
The Substance that still casts the shadow Death!—
The Dragon foul and fell —
The unrevealable,
And hidden one, whose breath
Gives wind and fuel to the fires of Hell!
Ah! sole despair
Of both th’ eternities in Heaven!
Sole interdict of all-bedewing prayer,
The all-compassionate!
Save to the Lampads Seven
Reveal'd to none of all th’ Angelic State,
Save to the Lampads Seven,
That watch the throne of Heaven!