SCENE I.
RECITATIVE.
O! for that warning voice, which he, who saw
Th'Apocalyps, heard cry in Heav'n aloud,
Then when the Dragon, put to second rout,
Came furious down, to be reveng'd on men,
Woe to th'inhabitants of th'earth! that now,
While time was, our first Parents had been warn'd
The coming of their secret foe, and scap'd,
Haply so scap'd his mortal snare; for now
Satan, now first inflam'd with rage, came down,
The tempter, ere th'accuser of mankind.
CHORUS.
He, who sits enthron'd on high,
Above the circle of the sky,
Sees his rage, and mocks his toil,
Which on himself shall soon recoil:
In the snare, with malice, wrought
For others, shall his feet be caught.
