He spake: and to confirm his words, out-flew

Millions of flaming swords, drawn from the thighs

Of mighty Cherubim; the sudden blaze [ 665 ]

Far round illumind hell: highly they ragd

Against the Highest, and fierce with grasped arms

Clashd on thir sounding Shields the din of war,

Hurling defiance toward the vault of Heavn.

There stood a Hill not far whose griesly top [ 670 ]

Belchd fire and rowling smoak; the rest entire

Shon with a glossie scurff, undoubted sign

That in his womb was hid metallic Ore,

The work of Sulphur. Thither wingd with speed

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