Lucifer Morningstar
Nathless he so endur’d, till on the Beach Of that inflamed Sea, he Stood and call’d His legions, angel forms, who lay intrans’t Thick as Autumnal Leaves that strow the Brooks In Vallombrosa, where th’ Etrurian shades High overarch’t imbor’r; or scatter’d sedge Afloat, when fierce Winds Orion arm’d Hath vext the Red-Sea Coast, whose …