Thus they their doubtful consultations dark Ended, rejoicing in their matchless Chief: As when from mountaintops the dusky clouds Ascending, while the North-wind sleeps, o’erspread Heaven’s cheerful face, the louring element Scowls o’er the darkened landskip snow or shower; If chance the radiant sun with farewell sweet Extend his evening beam, the fields revive, The birds their notes renew, and bleating herds Attest their joy, that hill and valley rings. O shame to men! Devil with devil damned Firm concord holds, men only disagree Of creatures rational, though under hope Of heavenly grace; and, God proclaiming peace, Yet live in hatred, enmity, and strife Among themselves, and levy cruel wars, Wasting the Earth, each other to destroy: As if (which might induce us to accord) Man had not hellish foes enow besides, That day and night for his destruction wait!