...Infinite wrath, and infinite despair ? Which way I fly is hell ; myself am hell ; And in the lowest depth, a lower deep Still threat'ning to devour me opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven." PUCK. THE CAPTIVE'S STAB. I'VE no dear friends to soothe me here, And speak...

...Infinite wrath, and infinite despair ? Which way I fly is hell i myself am hell i And in the lowest depth, a lower deep Still threat'ning to devour me opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven." THE CAPTIVE'S STAR. I'VE no dear friends to soothe me here, And speak of happy...

...Still threatening to devour me, opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven. O, then, at last relent: is there no place Left for repentance, none for pardon left ? None left but by submission ; and that word Disdain forbids me, and my dread of shame Among the spirits...

...threatening to devour me opens wide To which the hell I suflfer seems a heaven. Oh ! then, at last relent : is there no place Left for repentance, none for pardon left ? None left but my sub misai on ; and that word Disdain forbids me, and my dread of shame Among the...

...fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And in the lowest deep a lower deep Still threat'ning to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heav'n. (71-78) Satan brings to life the engulfment of anxiety as unsparingly as Oedipus...

...says in his bitter soliloquy in book 4: Which way I flie is Hell; my self am Hell; And in the lowest deep a lower deep Still threatning to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heav'n. [4.75-78] There are also, in Milton's poem, degrees of Heaven: for there is...

...as well as a moral condition. John Milton makes the devil say— Myself an Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep, Still threat'ning to devour me, opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven. 6. The conscious suffering of the lake of fire is unending. Already we have...

...owing owes not, but still pays, at once Indebted and discharg'd — . . . (46-57) O, then, at last relent! Is there no place Left for repentance, none for pardon left? None left but by submission; and that word Disdain forbids me, and my dread of shame Among the spirits...

...song. WS MERWIN Paradise Lost (IV, 75-82) Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell; And in the lowest deep a lower deep Still threat'ning to devour me opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heav'n. O then at last relent: is there no place Left for repentance, none for pardon...

...increasing grotesqueness of his appearance. His warping continues for ever and ever: And in the lowest deep a lower deep Still threat'ning to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heav'n. . . . While they adore me on the Throne of Hell, With Diadem and Sceptre high...