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BOOK III.

The living, and forthwith the cited dead,
Of all past ages, to the general doom
Shall hasten; such a peal shall rouse their sleep.
Then, all thy Saints assembled, thou shalt judge
Bad men and Angels. They arraigned shall sink
Beneath thy sentence; Hell, her numbers full,
Thenceforth shall be for ever shut. Meanwhile
The World shall burn, and from her ashes spring
New heaven and earth, wherein the just shall dwell;
And, after all their tribulations long,
See golden days, fruitful of golden deeds,
With Joy and Love triumphing, and fair Truth.
Then thou thy regal sceptre shalt lay by,
For regal sceptre then no more shall need;
God shall be all in all. But, all ye Gods,
Adore him, who to compass all this dies:
Adore the Son, and honor him as me."
No sooner had the Almighty ceased, but, all
The multitude of Angels—with a shout
Loud as from numbers without number, sweet
As from blest voices—uttering joy, Heaven rung
With jubilee, and loud Hosannas filled
The eternal regions. Lowly reverent
Toward either throne they bow, and to the ground
With solemn adoration down they cast