[00:09.81]There to dwell
[00:10.76]In adamantine chains and penal fire
[00:15.07]Who durst defy the omnipotent to arms
[00:20.32]Nine times the space that measures day and night
[00:25.20]Rolling in the fiery gulf
[00:27.35]Confounded though immortal: but his doom
[00:30.67]Reserved him to more wrath; for now the thought
[00:34.17]Both of lost happiness and lasting pain
[00:36.53]Torments him; round he throws his baleful eyes
[00:41.29]That witnessed huge affliction and dismay
[00:43.79]
[00:45.25]Mixed with obdurate pride and steadfast hate
[00:50.63]At once as far as angels ken he views
[00:54.80]The dismal situation waste and wild
[00:58.04]A dungeon horrible, on all sides round
[01:02.41]Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace
[01:07.84]And rest can never dwell, hope never comes
[01:13.10]That comes to all; but torture without end still urges
[01:20.56]As one great furnace flamed, yet from those flames
[01:23.78]No light, but rather darkness visible