EN 563 Gothic and Romantic Novel

Milton's Satan and Romantic Satanism


              Farewell happy Fields
Where Joy for ever dwells: Hail Horrors, hail
Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell
Receive thy new Possessor: One who brings
A mind not to be chang'd by Place or Time.
The mind is its own place, and in itself,
Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.
              (Paradise Lost 1: 249-55)

Me miserable! Which way shall I fly
Infinite wrath, and infinite despair?
Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell;
And in the lowest deep a lower deep
Still threat'ning to devour me opens wide,
To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heav'n.
              (Paradise Lost 4: 73-78)

                  the more I see
Pleasures about me, so much more I feel
Torment within me, as from the hateful siege
Of contraries; all good to me becomes
Bane, and in Heav'n much worse would be my state.
But neither here seek I, no nor in Heav'n
To dwell, unless by maistring Heav'n's Supreme;
Nor hope to make myself less miserable
By what I seek, but others to make such
As I, though thereby worse to me redound:
For only in destroying I find ease
To my relentless thoughts.
              (Paradise Lost 9: 119-30)


What I have done is done; I bear within
A torture which could nothing gain from thine.
The mind which is immortal makes itself
Requital for its good or evil thoughts,
Is its own origin of ill and end,
And its own place and time.
              (Byron, Manfred 2.iii.387-92)

                  Nothing
Can quench the mind if the mind will be itself
And center of surrounding things; 'tis made
To sway.               (Byron, Cain 1.213-16)