Electronic Reserve Text: KENNETH GROSS: Satan and the Romantic Satan: a notebook

from Re-Membering Milton: Essays on the Texts and Traditions, ed. Mary Nyquist and Margaret W. Ferguson (New York: Methuen, 1987).

Our moods do not believe in each other.
(Emerson)

§ What kind of claims might I make on behalf of Milton's devil? It has i become far too easy, or too easy to attack, to call him a hero, even if we see in him aspects of Milton in his roles of poet, visionary quester, rebel against tyranny, conspirator for liberty, propagandist, worshiper in a church of one. And yet he remains an inescapable object of attention, and of troubled I admiration --whether we admire the character or the force that calls him into being. I might call him a modernist hero, a hero of the fallen imagination, though I am then not sure where or when I would place, or how describe, the Fall. Perhaps I could demonstrate his claims to a kind of heroism that one cannot identify as fully or as adequately in any other character of Paradise Lost. Of course, most of us presume that the battle has been fought already, that the heroic Satan (the Romantic Satan) is primarily an error of neophytes, a figure whose claims on the mind are admitted only to be cast out by a sophisticated appeal to Milton's way of testing and tempting the reader (and perhaps himself). But still I would want to account for so persistent a fascination, one that repeated readings in Milton criticism have, in my own case, clarified rather than dispelled. I would want to speak about Satan not as advocatus diaboli --almost always a tool of orthodoxy, a ventriloquist's dummy --nor as heretic -though real heresy, were it possible here, might sharpen debate more than any pluralism. I would rather speak as someone willing to take seriously his own naivete, to examine its stakes.

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"Don't for heaven's sake, be afraid of talking nonsense!" warns Wittgenstein. "But you must pay attention to your nonsense."(1)

§ One must say that Milton could scarcely have believed in anything like a heroic devil, indeed that the whole structure of his religious thinking committed him to an ultimate deprecation of the devil as absurd or ungrounded. (And why else are there devils and demons, if not to focus our will to deprecate?) Yet any appeal to Milton's beliefs (his categorical distinctions, his constitutive habits of representation, his usable or intractable authorities, his investments in possibility) is hardly unproblematic. And it is not only that the poet may seem to have had hidden or conflicting beliefs, divided loyalties, secret identifications, or that the burdens of poetry and belief are not always compatible -all recurrent and much studied issues. It is also that, even if I am convinced that Milton shared basic stances or habits of mind with, say, Luther or Calvin, and that these are powerfully incarnated in the poetry, I am not perfectly sure of what it means for us to try and ground our reading of the poetry on a hypothetical commitment to the polarized terms of the poet's belief. Such a commitment is often seen as a necessary, even a sufficient condition for reading Milton's epic. Yet this asks a kind of critical fideism, a sacrificio intellectus, that in this particular context can breed its own sort of pride and bad faith. Must one simply give up the game, then? A philosopher might say that our skepticism lies not simply in our not knowing what to believe, but in not knowing quite what belief itself looks like, how it speaks, though we may think we have a sense of how it has spoken. Even many of our sympathetic ways of talking about religious beliefs -assuming that we do not blandly deplore religion as divisive ideology, mystified politics, or spilt poetry -tend to mark an abysmal separation from the things they seek to name, the forms of life they seek to describe. And if I am uncertain of what belief looks like, what its grammar is, what its scope and stakes are, how can I calmly suspend disbelief, or speak coherently of the beliefs of another?

§ It is a matter of keeping faith with one's skepticism. And yet if one is not to become merely a version of Blake's "idiot Questioner" ("who sits with a sly grin... Who publishes doubt & calls it knowledge; whose Science is Despair") one must find a way to justify, or at least take responsibility for, the impulse so to read Milton against the grain of his beliefs. A clarifying mirror for the project lies to hand in a text published a quarter century before Milton's. Descartes' Meditations on First Philosophy is likewise a strenuous reconsideration of the problem of origins, though in this case epistemological and metaphysical origins rather than mythic and moral ones. Of most immediate interest here is not the philosopher's final proof of God's existence, but rather that moment in the first meditation when he

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holds up the hypothesis that there is an evil demon or genius who creates and controls the sensible world, who deceives our credulity with the illusion that we have bodies, that we perceive objects.(3) That demon is no residue of archaically dualistic or buried gnostic sentiments. It is not a response to metaphysical paranoia nor a devious expression of heresy. It is not, in any common sense, a metaphor. Rather, the demon in Descartes is a pragmatic, dialectical tool, an ironic limiting case or hyperbolic fiction which frames the difficult opening stance of his skeptical program. The idea of the evil demon is, at the least, a piece of serious nonsense, a prop to his "laborious wakefulness." It is a consciously, tentatively sustained illusion that helps hold at bay other, more habitual illusions, stories, authorities, gods -hence a means to press forward the philosopher's quest through opinion to certainty, though the ghost of that hypothesis may haunt even subsequent, and more pious reconstructions of the idea of God. Would it make sense to ask for a version of Satan which could do something of the same work?


§ I should remember that, in considering Satan's status as possible hero (or one of several versions of the Miltonic hero) I am not really talking about that opposition figure who is commonly called the Romantic Satan. For that Satan exists mainly as a straw-man, something of a slander of Milton's stark and foolish angel, as well as a slander of the sophisticated work of many nineteenth-century readers. Stuart Curran writes: "Romantic Satanism, the pervasive heresy supposedly celebrated by the younger Romantics, does not exist, but, like the chimeras of Eve's dream, continues to distemper the mind."(4) For this vaguely defined, brittle, childish, and falsely Promethean Satan tends to emerge as a polemical, accusatory myth, an object of the critic's easy exorcism, a hollow idol created to be the victim of the orthodox iconoclast or an image conjured up to terrorize and embarrass us with the spectre of our failed, abandoned romanticisms. Strangely enough, I sometimes think that Satan's declared enemies are the ones that do most to keep the Romantic Satan alive, partly because it ultimately conceals the more subtly problematic character which Milton has given his devil, partly because an anxious, litigious attention to the "problem" of Satan may distract one from considering what may seem both grimly and nobly "satanic" aspects of the poet and his other creatures and gods. Romantic readers like Shelley and Blake, for all of their skewed emphasis on the place of the devil, rather use Milton's picture of Satan as a way of exposing something crucial about the complex, dynamic system of religious values and images which are taken over and re-imagined in Paradise Lost as a whole.

§ Percy Shelley has a clear eye for Satan's complex of moral failings, and he

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is indeed quite ready to condemn the habits of "pernicious casuistry" which lead sympathetic readers to rationalize or excuse the "taints of ambition, envy, revenge, or a desire for personal aggrandisement" in Milton's devil on the grounds that his sufferings outweigh his crimes.(5) But he also refuses to allow that Milton's deity can yield us any purer, contrastive perspective by which to frame a critique of Satan, or that any isolable theological convictions have the power to limit what might seem purely humanistic or aesthetic responses to the imaginative shape of the poet's fable. Shelley's comments on Satan in his Defence of Poetry are keyed to his central argument that the "truths" of inherited theologies must be seen as, at best, the remnants of calcified effects of prior poetic intuitions rather than the proper causes or grounds of new creation. Given this situation, the attempt to expose the ways that Milton's figurings of the devil wrench apart the doctrinal or ideological frame of the poem becomes for Shelley a way of extending his .defense of the moral imagination against mere morality or religious moralism. (Shelley's refusal to grant the constitutive authority of theology would hold, I suspect, even were he shown that Milton was dependent on a theological poetics that traced God's presence and doctrinal values not only abstractly, but also through the turns and tropes of the scriptural Word, a Word which could be, as required, metaphorical or veridical, humblingly opaque or apparently transparent.(6) Just because his argument has elicited more protest than reflection, however, one needs to examine its implications rather carefully.

Shelley begins by claiming that "Milton's poem contains within itself a philosophical refutation of that system of which, by a strange and natural antithesis, it has been a chief popular support" (my emphasis).(7) The writer's "philosophical" may jar us somewhat. The usage has a distinctly eighteenthcentury flavor, as if it referred to some sort of rational discourse opposed by nature to superstition or scholastic system. And yet the word clearly points not to overt argument but to something implicit in the poetic narrative, to a conceptual drama or parable, an iconoclastic counterplot or pattern of images such as resist the "strange and natural" ways that culture can turn poetry into propaganda. He continues immediately, as if to explain this that "nothing can exceed the energy and magnificence of the character of Satan as expressed in Paradise Lost." Here one again hesitates, for this seems so naive, so unphilosophical a reaction, since it neglects the evidence that the devil's energy tends to be dumbly antithetical, that it feeds. on willfulness, hate, self-loathing, and betrayal, and is ultimately self-destructive; that his magnificence borders on the cheaply theatrical, that it is materialistic rather than spiritual, grotesquely compensatory and competitive, as well as self-blinding. We needn't suppose, however, that Shelley himself", does not see this, given his obvious recognition of Satan's "taints." The real issue is whether the fateful history of Satan's energy allows of any simple moralization, whether its causes and hidden poisons can be traced back to

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the devil alone. (For to the degree that Satan reflects the "energy" and "magnificence" of Milton's imagination, our appreciation or criticism of the fictive character will be inescapably involved --pace C. S. Lewis --with our appreciation or criticism of his creator.) Shelley goes on to insist that "it is a mistake to suppose that [Milton's devil] could ever have been intended for the popular personification of evil." The fact that Satan is metamorphosed at the close of Book X into a mythic or folkloric dragon, as if such were his authentic shape or telos, will not really weigh against an argument like Shelley's that ardently refuses to accept any such teleological simplifications, even as it refuses to locate any singular idea of evil informing the complex, dramatic picture of the devil. For what concerns Shelley most crucially is to disentangle the ideas of "Satan" and "evil," to show that one does not own the other, and to point instead to the sharing out of a deeper sense of evil among the supernatural characters of the poem:
Implacable hate, patient cunning, and a sleepless refinement of device to inflict the extremest anguish on an enemy, these things are evil; and although venial in. a slave are not to be forgiven in a tyrant; although redeemed by much that ennobles his defeat in one subdued, are marked by all that dishonours his conquest in the victor.(8)

Shelley here covertly echoes one of Satan's own self-descriptions (as he does so shrewdly in parts of Prometheus Unbound), such that we may at first think that the hate, cunning, and refinement of device belong to the devil alone. But the list is carefully poised so as to further suggest the specularity or mutual contamination of devil and deity. It is God in his foreknowledge, working through the intricate and conscious turns of Milton's plot, who inflicts the extremest anguish on Satan through a sleepless refinement of ironic control. The poem, of course, asks us to interpret such anguish as merely the redounding back upon Satan of his own evil -something which Satan himself seems willing to confess. But Shelley's case proceeds according to a more human, as well as a dramatically acute wisdom, one that argues, moreover, not from hidden or subversive authorial intentions (which would only rationalize the conflict) but from the plain shape of Milton's fable. And for Shelley it is quite sufficient evidence of tyranny that a God, full of laughter and accusation, should watch his creature bringing himself to pain and despair by following through a course of action made possible only through that God's unacknowledged allowance:

Milton's Devil as a moral being is as far superior to his God as one who perseveres in some purpose which he has conceived to be excellent in spite of adversity and torture, is to one who in the cold security of undoubted triumph inflicts the most horrible revenge upon his enemy, not from any mistaken notion of inducing him to repent of a perseverance in enmity, but with the alleged design of exasperating him to deserve new torments.(9)

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Again, one may protest that the "purpose conceived to be excellent" decays into actions that seem petty, spiteful, victimizing, that possess at best an illusory nobility. Certainly the idea that God himself may be a tyrant, a moral agent, rather than a being untouched by the liabilities of human ethical choice, seems to fall in with Satan's politic and self-gratifying picture of God as an oppressive king. But for Shelley, I suppose, to insist in orthodox fashion that God as an agent is inevitably above moral choice and human tyranny, and yet to be counted on and obeyed as the author of moral law, is a dangerous and dehumanizing abstraction, nor can saying so make it so without the aid of human work and human persuasion (however much this turns thought and imagination blindly against the more liberating exercise of their powers). Skeptic that he is, Shelley can acknowledge the strength of such a sublimation, but he must deny its ultimate authority as well as deplore its common acceptance. His reading of God's "tyranny" will tend to look literalistic, if not satanic, from the point of view of a theological poetics in which the Christian God is the master of all love and metaphor, but Shelley's more radical poetics refuses to credit what he would see as no more than a tyrannical and idealized trope. The dramatized relation of a triumphant power to a punished subject will inescapably be the projection of a human relation (moral, psychological, or political), a relation whose image will, moreover, tend to "tempt and slay" both master and slave, and it may be a questionable measure of our success in religious purification to try and reason ourselves out of the moral unease or horror that such a projection can generate. Still, it is not a question of blaming God or exculpating Satan, which would only further literalize the conceptual drama Shelley is describing. The point is that Shelley calls into question the larger array of moral, religious, and aesthetic motives which made it possible for Milton to commit himself to such a picture within his dramatic epic in the first place.

§ From Shelley's preface to Prometheus Unbound:

Prometheus is, in my judgement, a more poetical character than Satan because, in addition to courage and majesty and firm and patient opposition to omnipotent force, he is susceptible of being described as exempt from the taints of ambition, envy, revenge, and a desire for personal aggrandisement, which in the Hero of Paradise Lost, interfere with the interest. The character Satan engenders in the mind a pernicious casuistry which leads us to weigh his faults with his wrongs and to excuse the former because the latter exceed all measure. In the minds of those who consider that magnificent fiction with a religious feeling, it engenders something worse.(l0)

The philosophical balancing act is similar to that of the Defence, but what

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sets this passage apart is its closing, the oblique (and' little commented upon) reference towards "something worse," something more pernicious than false sympathy, which is engendered in the minds of pious as opposed to heretical readers. One clue to what we might make of the phrase can be found in the preface to another of Shelley's dramas, The Cenci, where he speaks of the "restless and anatomizing casuistry" which might move readers of his tragedy wholly to justify the murderous revenges of Beatrice Cenci on the father who raped her.ll For if we can take this "restless" sympathy as clearly parallel to the "pernicious casuistry" of fhose who labor to excuse Satan's faults, it might be plausible to see the opposing fault, the "something worse," as somehow relating to the corrupt authorities of Church and State that took the part of the insidious, sadistic Count Cenci.

Indeed, we might see the "something worse" as that self-perpetuating system of tyranny, revolution, and revenge which Shelley saw as built into the morality of both tyrant and rebel, both punitive father and violent, devouring child. Such a dynamic (which finds perhaps its starkest expression in what Frye called the "arc Cycle" of Blake), Shelley understood as conditioning even the "merciful" Christian theology of sin, grace, and atonement (though in the preface to Prometheus such criticism of traditional religion is closely veiled). From the perspective of an account of the ways we understand Satan, we might also read that "something worse" as whatever can lead us so happily to slander certain sympathies or do violence to the serious ambivalence of our moral judgments by forcing a text to take on completely the cast of orthodoxy, and that on the basis of what for us may be purely intellectual assumptions. The worst such "something" might come through in the shrewd, nasty finesse with which a critic like C. S. Lewis reads Satan; it emerges in Lewis' loving attention to the details of Satan's self-degradation and absurdity, an attention which occludes any concern with what it means for the poet or critic to isolate so perfect an object of victimage; it is visible in an intensified spirit of accusation such as blinds Lewis to the unconscious and less impersonal disgust which his arguments can release -as when he speaks (authoritatively) of Satan's systematic degradation from heroic rebel, to party politician, to intruding thief, to toad-like seducer-spy, and finally to nothing more than "a thing that peers in at bedroom or bathroom windows." 12 It is Lewis' eye, and not Satan's, which has here converted the sacred Bower of Adam and Eve into a bourgeois bedroom or bathroom. We are left wondering which of those two possible similitudes is more subtly degrading, and also who is being most degraded in the adducing of them.

§ Milton himself in his account of Satan labors to elicit subtle dimensions of moral and spiritual disgust, working as he does from a sense that it is proper to turn a kind of liberated, satirical., and prophetic derogation on an evil

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enemy. .If the voice of honest indignation and mockery speaks most plainly in Milton's prose, it also emerges more impersonally in the way that Milton associates Satan and his family with images of miscegenation, abortion, sexual violence, and degenerate creation (as exemplified by the history of
Sin and Death, or the descriptions of Chaos and the Paradise of Fools). Milton shows behind Satan and Satan's world, even in their apparent rationality and magnificence, not only moral and theological error but the kind of scatological eschatology such as will later animate Pope's picture of the reign of Dullness. Such a strategy, as critics have argued, is one aspect of what the poet meant in Areopagitica by the need to know good by means of evil, the necessity, given our human confusion, of purifying ourselves and our moral visions by contrast and conflict, by carefully limning the scope of spiritual monstrosity underlying the human face of evil.13 One might cite Northrop Frye here, for whom the agonistic, dialectical imagery of apocalyptic myth inevitably reveals our deep impulse to compose ever starker and more horrifying pictures of the nightmare world that human desire must face and reject, our need to give radical form to error in order to cast it out. But Frye himself rarely touches on the darker, more divisive aspects of such an apocalyptic rhetoric. One at least needs to supplement him by turning to Kenneth Burke, a more sophisticated dialectician. For Burke would push us to examine those cultural or poetic places where such apocalyptic polarizations collapse, or where such dualities calcify, where the evil that is to be "cast out" reveals itself as an illusory, defensive "projection" of something that may not be so easily evaded. Burke is our shrewdest analyst of what is satanic in the will to purify by contrast, to divide out the satanic victim or enemy; he is a student -like Freud -of the way that the divine ecclesia tends to found itself on, even as it is mocked by, the suppressed or pushed-away cloaca.14 That Milton himself so carefully defends the affective violence of his combative rhetoric in Of Reformation suggests that he did not, after all, take its powers for granted; given the complex burdens of religious controversy, it is all too easy for a mythic rhetoric of contrast to turn divisive, to sustain what Blake called "cloven fictions." Hence it is, perhaps, that Paradise Lost always tests as much as it indulges our will to partisanship and oppositional definition, a process which the Romantics continue with the utmost seriousness, though in directions where Milton himself would scarcely have ventured.


I may admit that the discovery and defilement of an absolute enemy is part of what the poet is about in his work. Still, there are times when I am at least unsure as to what it is many critics are accusing in the person of Satan (who is himself the great accuser). Or rather, I am unsure as to what the stakes of such accusations are, what authorities they call upon or defend.

Can I discover a determined conceptual or metaphysical enemy in Satan and yet be sure that that figure or trope contains everything I would accuse, that it does not blind me to what's been omitted? Can I be certain that neither


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Milton nor Milton's God is implicated in the evil thus revealed? And must I take as the final measure of how accurately I have read Satan the degree to which I have accepted the' completeness of Milton's orthodox, satirical persuasions? And if I do this, have I perhaps only proved something about the power of such persuasions, rather than exposing or teaching myself about the substance of evil? Could not the aesthetic and moral dilemmas raised by both the idea of an evil enemy and the volatile rhetoric of accusation be among the reasons why Satan himself disappears at the end of the poem, reduced to a grotesque, fairy-tale dragon feeding on Sodom apples, even as hi~ deeper infection is humanized and demythologized in the troubled vision of post-lapsarian history that Michael shows to Adam in Books XI and XII?


§ One says: Milton cannot want us to think he is representing the substance of evil, nor should we assume that. he did not see that there had to be a troubling, equivocal relation between the dramatic character of Satan and any theological notion of evil he might want to align with that character especially if we see him as giving a face to what is fundamentally a privative quality. It is not enough to answer that talk of "evil" only confuses things, locks us into vacant labels or archaic idealizations. But even assuming we can still use that noun or predication, not rejecting the word as simply ideological "persuasion," the proper placing of it becomes crucial. Milton is not, after all, trying to tell us who is evil, or what evil is (as if Satan were a "who" or a "he"). Even in reworking the vere istorie of Scripture, Milton's major claims on us are those of a creator of fictive mirrors. So that Satan who is in any case so little a Biblical character -offers primarily a dramatic, and often ironic picture of evil. The formula might go as follows: Satan is not evil; rather, evil looks like Satan. Evil talks like and reasons like Satan. That will work for a while at least, will help cut through a number of false questions. Certainly I can suspend any doubts as to whether evil looks rather more like, say, Shakespeare's lago (whose own relation to the inherited figurations of the Devil need be no more problematic than Satan's). But can I give up asking, given the picture that Milton does draw, whether any other figure in Paradise Lost has a similar look about it? Milton makes me think about evil, about the shapes it takes, such that I may not be wholly satisfied with Milton's own more explicit thoughts about it.


Part of the fallen cherub's fascination lies in the way that his labors of mind, heart, and body seem to break down or degrade him, in .the way his acts poison himself and others. The unstable evidences of an immense but flawed intellect, the lapses in logic, the hypocritical appeals to public reason or political good faith, the instances of "bad theology" which critics like


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Alastair Fowler so carefully gloss --how are we to construe these things? Such flaws or .lapses, however obvious or hidden, we may assume Milton himself to have set in place -unless we are to think that, having planted a few hints, he leaves it up to ingenious critics to find error in Satan wherever they will. (It is William Empson's perverse glory that, exasperated with the critical game of "finding out Satan," he instead argues for the devil's weird sincerity, even as he opens his ear to signs of trickery or illogic in the words of Milton's God.) In any case, whether we see in them satire or pathos, Milton offers us the convincing dramatic illusion that such errors are proper to the situation and character of Satan. And yet there is another sense in which Satan could be said to be dispossessed by his errors. As Arnold Stein, among others, has pointed out, there is at work in the poem a kind of ironic perspectivizing which suggests that even Satan's canniest and most controlled attempts at rhetorical deceit or mockery can be seen from a higher level as jokes on him, instances of self-exposure as well as selfentrapment.1S In so far as we perceive this, we will tend to shift between feelings of superiority (entailing our implicit identification with divinity? or an implicit divination of dramatic irony and hermeneutic distance?) and feelings of guilty complicity with the flawed, fallen speaker. Given such a play of perspectives, however, it may be hard to say who it is that truly owns Satan's absurdity, that is, who is in a position most fully to measure its trajectory, its scope and its sources.


Even if I do not, like Empson, place major blame for Satan's career in error on that omniscient deity who apparently allows the fallen angel to misinterpret his own relative freedom, I find that the poem often puts at risk my clear sense of what it means to accuse or mock Satan himself. For example, I find my ability to locate a proper ironic distance compromised, my moral perspective confused, and my potential laughter at the devil stopped, when I find that Milton (at the opening of Book III) suddenly dramatizes or localizes this unstable sense of Satan's absurdity in the person of a Father God who amuses his Son by putting on the mask of a nervous, threatened tyrant, even while that (equally amused?) Son seems ready to accuse the devil for criminally having broken out of a jail whose door God himself had left unlocked. Granted that God is mocking Satan with Satan's own false and propagandistic picture of him; granted that the facts of the fictive situation do indeed make Satan look feckless, mock-heroic, and self dramatizing. The question is whether I can confidently laugh at Satan when I find myself much more chilled at having to share the laughter of such a God. (Lewis says that when Satan butts his head against the real, laughter is inevitable; but why must it be God's laughter?) Is it sufficient to say, as some critics have, that the text's picture of God here projects or responds to an early imbalance in the fallen reader's perspective (due to his or her just having emerged from the Hell of Books I and II), a perspective which later, less troubling images of divinity will correct? Or, can I dismiss the problem

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as merely a local flaw in the dramatic texture of the epic, when it is exactly Milton's decision to commit theologically complex issues to dramatic discourse that is at the heart of his project of justifying "the ways of God to men" ?


§ It is a commonplace to suggest that, in Satan, Milton is exploring his own pride, his own impulses toward rebellion, pre-emption, tyranny, magnificent display, isolate heroism and faith, his own desire for self-origination, and yet at the same time trying to exorcize or purge such impulses of their degraded, destructive aspects. What is "purer" in them, perhaps, is preserved in the proud, isolate, humble, threatened, and exploratory voice of the invocations, and even more in the image of elevated humility such as Milton shows us in the Son Christ's relation to the will and presence of the Father. (This latter relation is one type of what William Kerrigan wants to term "the sacred complex," a structure of debt and influence that overcomes the binds of wounded narcissism and Oedipal guilt and vengefulness that entrap Satan.)16 Still, if one does not want to over-idealize Milton's dialectical labor, it might be fair to wonder whether the exorcism of Satan, or what goes by the name of Satan, really works. That is to say, would it be possible to think of Milton's attempt at purgation and purification as a deep "trick" played on the self in order to allow it to hold onto its ambivalent impulses on a different, more sublimated level, one that only seems purer or higher because those impulses have been more aggressively displaced and projected, their origins more aggressively hidden from both reader and author?


Kerrigan, in his first book, argues that the invocations are indeed haunted by Milton's sense of his own transgressiveness and hypocrisy, by a fear that, should he be writing without inspired authority, his devil will reveal itself to be only "a self-portrait drawn in perfect likeness to the hidden image of himself," the "destructive poet of pride, malice, and revenge" concealed by an "empty dream" of prophetic voice. "The last words of the last invocation [to Book VII] refuse to disallow this possibility."17 That his own likeness to Satan should threaten the poet is comprehensible. But that the shadow of Satan, or the satanic, might fall across the picture of Christ is more troubling. The possibility of this, however, needs to be brought out. Two passages among others seem crucial here, in part because they offer the So,n as" something of a model for Milton's own iconoclastic and creative labor.


The first passage is the description of Christ riding out to do battle against the demonic rebels who challenge his place (VI.749ff.). The echoes of the visionary chariots in Ezekiel and Revelation, and of Milton's own picture of himself as the "invincible warrior Zeale" driving "over the heads of Scarlet Prelats," have long been noted. But alongside these, in the poet's curious, in some ways anomalous reference to Christ's divine vehicle as "the Chariot of

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Paternal Deitie" (VI.750), we may recall a classical rather than the scriptural image, that of the proud son Phaeton riding in the misappropriated sun-chariot of his father Helios. No doubt one can take the allusion as an ironic mis-taking or sublime correction of the more satanic image from pagan history. But there are some other facets of the description which suggest a more radical, ambivalent strategy of displacement or substitution. The most important thing to note is that Milton's account of Christ's sublime entry into the eschatological battle, that act of transit or "coming" which itself seems to shine from "farr off" (VI.768), offers us a vision of the Son's advent that retrospectively pre-empts or comes before both the history of the Son's first coming and the dream of his second coming as they are set down in prior Scripture. W. B. Hunter has tried to cope with the strange placing of this narrative by arguing that, as a whole, the three-day war in heaven is indeed intended to mirror both the last battle of Revelation and key features of the passion narrative, and that the sudden emergence of the hitherto concealed Messiah and his defeat of Satan prefigures Christ's triumph over Sin, Death, and the Devil on the cross, even as it anticipates the casting out of ultimate evil that will mark the Last Judgment. 18 Hunter succeeds in demonstrating the typological and theological fitness of his
theory, and yet there are some key issues that it evades. Not only does it neglect to comment on the strong, implicit identification of the poet with Christ, it fails to grapple with the poet's willful reinvention or skewing of the sequences of scriptural history, especially significant given the centrality of the episode in Milton's apocalyptic drama.


An issue of the same sort arises in the second passage I have in mind. One should recall here that the poet makes Satan appear to us as a parodic creator, one who, if only briefly, dreams of transforming Hell into the competitive mirror of Heaven. Christ, in his manifestation as "the Word," is presented as the true creator. And yet one may wonder whether in representing this creator at work Milton doesn't manage to outdo even Satan in his apparent will to reverse his own belated, fallen, or secondary status as maker. For Milton, recreating the book of Creation in the image of his own poetic project, goes so far as to pre-empt the magical optative of scriptural origins ("Let there be light") with an earlier first word of his own, one that begins the work of Creation not by voicing the visible but by suppressing all competing voices and sounds: "Silence, ye troubl'd waves, and thou Deep, peace,/Said then th' Omnific Word, your discord end" (VII.216-17). Though the picture of the creator subduing discord or chaos is itself scarcely new, much less its application to the magical power of the artist, what is remarkable here is that the poet has .so bluntly, so literally and un-allegorically projected the fantasy of omnific voice back into the sacred history --and in a way which suggests we read that picture of voice as itself a trope for the poet's own act of retrospective, allusive presumption, his way of finding a place in that history for a voice that had no place there before.

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The two texts I've cited, in their strangely virtual visions of emergence, origination, or triumph ("farr off his coming shon," "Silence, ye troubl'd waves"), may suggest Milton's radical means of keeping faith with an idea of visionary speech or prophetic authority such as transcends any notion of humble fidelity to the sacred text. Their way of restaging or reappropriating that text goes far beyond the limits of what we usually see in typological allegory (though one might say that Milton's "presumption" is quite restricted, in so far as his twistings of the text here are not put to use in confirming the authority of any ecclesiastical doctrine). The second passage in particular suggests an attempt to recapture, though in a mediated fashion, both the antithetical and the positing power of the prophetic word. It is not easy to say what is at stake in these passages, elusively inventive as they are, but to compare the poet's efforts here to any ordinary picture of "ambition," satanic or otherwise, might on the surface seem unbearably: reductive, even cynical. If one does, none the less, try to see in Satan's complex struggles with the elusive authority of God the uncanny mirror (and not just parody) of both the battles of Christ and the belated poet's attempts to answer or master the equally elusive authority of God's;scripture, it is because this effort may help us to de-idealize and de-sacralize the motives of Milton's text, even as it suggests something crucial about the sources of his power as a Biblical poet.


§ Satan's most intriguing lie concerns his claims to literal self-origination. In answer to Abdiel's insistence that Satan, though an angel, owes absolute allegiance to the deity who created him, Satan taunts,


That we were formd then saist thou? and the work
Of secondarie hands, by task transferrd
From Father to his Son? strange point and new!
Doctrin which we would know whence learnt: who saw
When this creation was? rememberst thou
Thy making, while the 'Maker gave thee being?
We know no time when we were not as now;
Know none before us, self-begot, self-rais'd
By our own quick'ning power.
(V.8S3-6I)


What may strike us about the argument is that no sooner is it set forth than it begins to break down or obviate itself. For one thing, in order to challenge Abdiel's warning, Satan springs on a perhaps self-evident truth (we can't remember our creation), even as he draws from that truth illegitimate" conclusions of his own (nobody else made us). Also, at the same time that he is vaunting his own originality, he mocks Abdiel for the heretical newness and strangeness of his "Doctrin" (though one cannot tell whether Satan is

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consciously making fun of the jargon of religious controversy or is himself mocked for his momentary and opportunistic lapse into what may sound like "Popish" questions about doctrinal authority). Furthermore, no sooner does Satan assert that he and the other angels are self-raised than he slides into imagining them as having been spontaneously generated by the ripe substance of heaven itself (V.861-3) -thus not owning their own origins but having "'just grew' like Topsy or a turnip" (as Lewis quips).(19) Since Satan himself, in his soliloquy on Mount Niphates, is willing enough to confess his createdness and debt, we might imagine that he is here displaying his brave false wit as a way of impressing and cheering up his troops, or else acting somewhat like the speaker of one of Donne's lyrics, who tries to keep his ground in an impossible or decaying situation by successively wilder flights of sophistry, speculation, and simile. But for all of the apparent absurdity it generates, the crucial fantasy of self-begetting remains nevertheless quite pregnant, and one should try to place the idea carefully. It is perhaps significant that Satan, in constructing so typically materialistic a history for himself, finds himself literalizing the kind of moral or tropical autonomy that God does grant to both angels and men, "Authors to themselves in all/Both what they judge and what they choose" (111.122-3). Satan, in contrast to Adam and Eve, is himself "self-tempted, self-deprav'd" (III. I 30), so that his story of self-begetting could as well interpret the mysterious, arbitrary origins of his own pride, that which, after all, does beget Satan as Satan (at least according to the "official story," to whose terms Satan would thus ironically be committing himself).(20) In such a speech as this, the figure of Satan may also (as one critic has argued) focus a specific distrust of the self-originating claims, the illusory autonomy, and ultimate negativity of the human imagination, even as he offers a kind of ironic limiting case for the tendencies of a Miltonic Protestantism, with its emphasis on the authority of the isolate, inspired self.(21) The point of bringing in such suggestions here is mainly to show that, whatever kind of logical or metaphysical double-bind Satan's argument gets him into, we cannot dismiss the speech as merely absurd, unless we also note that it turns our attention to problems and paradoxes which the poem as a whole
continues to trouble over.


I wonder if the real error in the speech lies not in the ungraspable, paradoxical substance or trajectory of the fantasy of self-origination itself, but in Satan's way of appropriating that fantasy, his attempt to use it in a story which could explain or justify or refute. Satan's mistake may lie in his having tried to speak about it at all, something which only moves him from a deep absurdity into an obvious one. Perhaps one could say that Satan's failure here is that he is insufficiently a solipsist, both in Heaven (where he is moved by jealousy) and in Hell (where his claims are palpably defensive). He does not, or cannot, maintain the final silence that might be required of a solipsist. Or else, Satan loses himself because he is incapable of the sublime


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trick of a Miltonic solipsism, or what could be called the Miltonic sufficiency. Satan cannot give himself over so as to give himself back to himself. Satan loves the Other as himself, and so falls into envy and competition; he cannot love himself as the Other. He cannot, as Milton seeks to do, divide himself against, isolate himself from, and empty himself out before an image of authority so as to receive himself and his power back from that authority -an authority that was itself partly situated by the poet, or recreated by the poet's complex situating of himself (whether through a deep, pre-:-emptive identification of his poetry with the narrative authority of Scripture, or through open and covert appeals to an urgent, abstracted idea of authority that- might be attractive and overdetermined enough to let him continually displace or render obscure and secondary all other myths and structures of authority). Satan's failure lies in his not being absolute enough a liar.


§ Anxiously contemplating a poet of sublime violence and sublime control, Andrew Marvell asks of Milton, "Where couldst thou words of such a compass find?/Whence furnish such a vast expence of mind?" ("On Paradise Lost," 11.41-2).22 Those questions must remain for us both pertinent and troubling. They ask after the personal, historical, or metaphysical sources of the poet's words, about the power of those words to measure, map, or inhabit a world; they construe tl:1e poem as an "expence" of mind that is to say; both a spending out or overflowing of energy from a mental source arid a containing space or "expanse" of being, thought, and power. Even given their ambiguities, Marvell's questions define a crucial burden for the critic of Milton's poem: that of measuring the distance between any answers which he or she might make to such questions and Marvell's own "Miltonic" answer to them, an answer which asserts more bluntly than Milton himself ever did that the poet's words are words of prophecy, a divine gift, rather than merely the vengeful utterances of a blind, alienated singer: "Just Heav'n thee like Tiresias to requite/Rewards with Prophesie thy loss of sight" (43-4). If Marvell's sudden, hyperbolic insistence on Milton's higher sources of authority seems to protest too much, or attempts too perfectly to fill the conceptual gap which his own dark questions had opened, it may be because he needed to push away what would be a tempting but clearly satanic answer to the problem of mind, one which would see the poem as the work of a mind which sought at whatever cost to be its own place and source.


§ Milton "was a true Poet and of the Devils party without knowing it" -that is to say of the party of energy rather than that of reason, conceiving of energy as something neither simply from body nor from mind, but in any

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case as something of which reason could only be the outward bound or circumference -energy understood as the product of desire gratified rather than the bounded or bound energy which loathes its possessor.(23) Blake's famous aphorism, as Joseph Wittreich has suggested, may be itself subtly misleading, at least in so far as it tempts us to frame a Blakean account of Paradise Lost according to the divisive categories of partisan politics.(24) For The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, as many critics have realized, does more than merely reverse Milton's theological and political affiliations for ironic effect. Although such reversals are one of Blake's local, rhetorical strategies, his larger project is to help us reconceive, and even to find a new internal history for, the philosophical and eschatological polarities on which Paradise Lost seems to be based (which at times means seeing those polarities as themselves aspects of a cloven fiction like that of Body and Soul, or seeing them as having resulted from some prior but now concealed or forgotten reversal of terms) .25 One of Blake's crucial strategies in The Marriage is to expose the strange way that the fall of Satan, and his raising up of a counter-kingdom in Hell, somehow constitutes the narrative system and moral cosmology of Milton's poem. From this perspective, Milton's having made the fall or falling of Satan the first major vision of his poem must be understood as more than the epic narrator's trick of starting in medias res. Rather, that fall becomes the inescapable" overdetermined beginning of our readings, the real origin of the poet's story of Genesis and Creation, an event which is situated so as to mock any retrospective attempts at apology or justification, or at least guaranteeing that Heaven will always be defined in opposition to Hell, will first and always be the place from which Satan was cast out. (This may provide a gloss on Burke's notion that the creation of Hells tends to function as a tool for solidifying the rule of Heavens.) Blake's sense of the ironic, conceptual interinvolvement of the two realms --each giving birth to the other, both married and divorced -is unfolded in an obscure, if much annotated passage of his satirical apocalypse:


Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or. reason usurps its place & governs the unwilling.

And being restraind it by degrees becomes passive till it is only the
shadow of desire.

The history of this is written in Paradise Lost. & the Governor or
Reason is call' d Messiah.


And the original Archangel or possessor of the command of the heavenly host, is calld the Devil or Satan and his children are call' d Sin & Death

But in the Book of Job Miltons Messiah is call'd Satan.
For this history has been adopted by both parties.,

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It indeed appear'd to Reason as if Desire was cast out. But the Devils account is, that the Messiah fell. & formed a heaven of what he stole from the Abyss
(The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, plates 5 & 6)(26)


In appropriating Milton and the Bible for the sake of his own brief history of the career of desire, Blake allusively restructures Paradise Lost itself. The last lines of the passage point back most immediately to Satan's building of Pandemonium, that mimic Heaven which Satan builds out of what he steals from the bowels of the underworld. But Blake also seems to link that failed double of Heaven to the secondary creation of earth and paradise, the new world which Chaos complains God had stolen space for from his abysmal kingdom. Blake furthermore suggests that both of these stories of creation might be seen as secret histories of how Milton's heayen itself came to be established (something of which there is no explicit account in Paradise Lost). The stories partly feed a counter-history propounded by Blake's devils in which Satan's fall was, it appears, illusory, whereas the real fall, from which followed the belated creation of "a" heaven, was that of Milton's Messiah (later Jehovah), the god whom Blake identifies with the adversary/accuser and Idiot Questioner of the Book of Job. One must remember that the forming of heavens is never, after all, what Blake is about. His strange, muddled doubling of places and reversal of roles suggests that the Messiah must be as much of a usurping tyrant as Satan was; or rather, Blake's text ends up by implicitly identifying Messiah or Satan whether in the roles of rebel or tyrant, allowing no absolute priority to one hell or heaven over another. Indeed, if we read carefully, it will become evident that when Blake says Milton wrote at liberty when he wrote of the hell in which Satan was fettered (The Marriage, plate 6), he means not only that Milton identified with the fallen cherub but also that the poet felt freer in Hell to show the lineaments of Satan merging with or breaking through those of the divine tyrant, freer, that is, to show Satan and Jehovah as doubles.


Blake's ironic reassessment of Christian dualism is further elaborated in the closing "Song of Liberty," where a jealous, Urizenic father-god finds himself falling into a gloomy abyss at the very moment that he casts out a fiery, rebellious son -the fallen patriarch being subsequently identified with both Pharaoh drowned in the Red Sea and Moses founding the rule of the Ten Commandments, even as the son himself suddenly reappears as a resurrected Christ, his form seen rising "in his eastern cloud, while the morning plumes her golden breast, Spurning the clouds written with curses, stamps the stony law to dust, loosing the eternal horses from the dens of night, crying Empire is no more and now the lion & wolf shall cease" (The Marriage, plate 27).(27) Blake's apocalyptic rhetoric is shrill here, lacking the subtlety and the solemn, purgatorial comedy that characterize his later re


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imagining of the shape and stakes of Paradise Lost in Milton. One might also observe that Blake, or at least the "Voice of the Devil," misses the stern clarity of Milton's insistence that true liberty and self-rule come only from the acceding of unshaped, selfish energy to reason and authority. Yet one should nevertheless recognize the crucial twist that underlies Blake's revision of what Arthur Barker called "the Puritan dilemma:" "Milton wrote in fetters when he wrote of Angels & God, and at liberty when of Devils & Hell." This defines "liberty" -identified with the central liberty of prophetic writing -not in relation to a myth of inspiration or an ideal of fidelity to textual authority, but in relation to the phenomenal or figurative "place" which the imaginer at different moments inhabits, the diverse subjects whose story he tells. (The question of "liberty" is thus as much a literary or even aesthetic matter as it is ethical or metaphysical.) It is here that one may see the radical force of Blake's project in The Marriage. He doesn't simply make up new characters or authorities, nor does he seek to replace the old map of mind and cosmos with one that is entirely different. Rather, his dialectical satire and maddening dramatic ironies inflict a precise confusion of old and new perspectives on our reading of Paradise Lost, doubling over on one another previously discrete stories of origin, disallowing earlier oppositional measures of authority and authenticity, and re-envisioning our inherited mythic places as sites or states of imagination that may be haunted or poisoned by others we may have thought we had left behind or lost.


§ William Blake and Percy Shelley could be called monstrous, demonic readers -in their restructuring of Milton's figures and motives, in their ardent refusal of historical distance, in their lack of respect for an author's deeply meditated faith. But they have a more literally monstrous rival in that creature of Mary Shelley's who -finding Paradise Lost in an abandoned knapsack, together with a classical history and a romantic novel -not only reads Milton's poem with shifting sympathies for Satan and the fallen Adam, but takes it as one of three equally "true" histories of human life.28 The episode is, of course, a parable about where Frankenstein itself came from (the monster being Mary Shelley as Romantic reader), but that episode must be read in the light of the subsequent part of the story in which the monster reads a more radically invented text, i.e. the disenchanting account of his own grim, unfathered origins unfolded in Victor Frankenstein's laboratory journal, with all of its "loathsome detail" and air of necrophilia.29 These. two scenes of reading a genesis story -moving from a dramatized translation of Biblical myth to the tale of what took place in "a workshop of filthy creation" -together gloss the larger trajectory of Mary Shelley's rereading of Paradise Lost, a reading which is all the more uncanny because it is so fiercely unspiritual, skeptical, materialistic, even literalistic in its guiding motives.

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To understand the claims of her "myth of the secular," we must see it as more than simply the reordering of Milton's already consistent story from the perspective of a later, though not necessarily more evolved, frame of ideology and experience.(30) As a Romantic revision, Mary Shelley's story must be read as a fable which has been recovered or projected from within Milton's own; it is a sort of Gnostic or Nietzschean genealogy, an attempt to 'articulate a plot or picture more primitive than that of Paradise Lost, a history which that book might be seen as concealing or sublating. As a radical, nightmarish "naturalization" of the dynamics of creation, authority, love, and rebellion as they are presented in Milton, Frankenstein urges us to call the bluff of any theological or piously humanistic reading of Paradise Lost. For given a world in which creation can only be an earthly activity; where all origins are secular, arbitrary, transgressive, their results ambivalent and unmasterable; where the creation of a man, or the idea of a man, inevitably troubles the idea of a God --given such a world, Mary Shelley's fantasy tries to show us what it would then really look like for a man or god to seek to father a race of men, for a son who is also a creator to create his own image out of himself, for that creator to betray or abandon his creature to its own ambivalent freedom, and for a creature to revolt against a creator who in the end has scarcely any rights to being called master. She shows us a creature who terrifies his creator with the spectacle of his decay and isolation, a creator whose own progress towards destruction is assured by the career of his creature, a creature who himself becomes a demonic master. Cutting through the more orthodox matrices of Paradise Lost., the novel's creation myth emerges into a brilliantly reductive dialectic -starker even than Blake's play of alternative positions -in which creator and creature become isolate, but mutually entangled doubles, both spectral versions of the tempted, fallen, and self-destroying angel, each pursuing the other, each dying for the other. If the monster at other moments mirrors the rationalistic Adam, the recalcitrant Eve, or even the purgatorial suicide Samson, perhaps the main point is that any absolute or unsullied father, any justifying or justifiable deity, wholly drops out of any equations we might propose. God ceases to be part of the system, though human and devil seem likely to remain.


The genius of misfortune
Is not a sentimentalist. He is
That evil, that evil in the self, from which
In desperate hallow, rugged gesture, fault
Falls out on everything: the genius of
The mind, which is our being, wrong and wrong, The genius of the body, which is our world, Spent in the false engagements of the mind.
(Wallace Stevens, "Esthetique du Mal")(31)

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The lure of Satan, or the idea of Satan, lies partly in the dialectical leverage which he offers us in our attempts to construe the larger stakes of Milton's poem. But Satan possesses a less impersonal appeal as well, one that depends not so much on our sense of his relative heroism as on Satan's place as a dramatic myth of the self, or as a peculiar and persuasive illusion of what a self or a character might be. The sophisticated ironies of Romantic readers help one describe this appeal, but for the moment some flatter, more awkward impressions may do just as well.


The claims of Satan might be articulated as follows: it is not that I like Satan's voice, mind,-or attitude better than those of other characters in the poem, but rather that Satan, at times, seems to be the only character with a voice, mind, or attitude of his own, or the one who places the stresses of voice, mind, and attitude most clearly. I am fascinated with Satan's character because he seems to be the only character. The lure of Satan is the lure of the dramatized mind; he is the vessel for what Milton learned from reading Hamlet-, King Lear, or Macbeth (as well as a radical interpretation or translation of the spirit which haunts Shakespeare's voices of solitude, reason, suspicion, protest, and madness). To put it more strongly: I like to think about Satan because Satan is the only character in the poem who thinks, or in whom I best recognize what it feels like to think (though this may only mean, of course, to think like Satan). Satan is Milton's picture of what thinking looks like, an image of the mind, of subjectivity, of selfconsciousness, a representation of the awkward pressures we put on ourselves to interpret our own situation within the mind's shifting circle of freedom and compulsion. Satan is the poet's most palpable image of what human thought is like as it is moved, wounded, or disowned by its memories, desires, intentions, sensations, as it confronts body and environment, inertia and pain, as it engages the words and stories which shape and misshape it. Satan is an image of the mind in its dividedness from both itself and others, in its illusions of inwardness and power. (It is fitting that Adam's discourse to Eve about her dream (V.95-121), about the conflicts of reason and fantasy and the dangerous vagaries of imagination, is occasioned by the intrusion of a Satanic presence, and hence a witness to Satan's problematic place in the realms of mind. (The beautifully ambiguous association of Satan and Eve in such a scene is another matter. Adam's accusatory identification, "thou serpent" (X.867) is merely the most obvious example of the links between the two, these being more subtly apparent in the fact that Eve is the only mortal in the poem with whom the devil has any sort of "conversation.")) What is crucial to the focus on mind, however, is not any specific evidence in Satan of unconscious mental processes (e.g. Oedipal conflicts or sado-masochistic instincts), though we may discover these as well. For the moment, what counts more is the diverse attention to the mind working itself in any way, to the phenomenology or figurations of subjectivity in general. This Satan is not necessarily Romantic, though he

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may foreshadow the burdens of Romantic subjectivity and self-centering, the self's anxious quests for what Byron called "concentered recompense."

Satan, despite his unresting intellect, gets a lot wrong, perhaps gets everything wrong. But it is less than obvious what we are to make of this. Milton lets us know that, as opposed to Satan, the innocent and reasonable Adam gets things right, as when he knows on awakening that he has come to be not of himself, but of some "great Maker. ..in goodness and in power prreeminent" (VIII.278-9); and yet the picture of thought here is unsatisfying. Adam's first speech sounds oddly like something learned by rote, or like a bit of preacherly ventriloquism (despite even the subtle pathos of his later words, which surmise that it is because of his creator that he can "feel that I am happier then I know" (282)). It may in fact be the compulsiveness, the unbending error of Satan's words which makes them feel like so proper an emblem of the mind's life, of the work of mind. The steady awareness of Satan's conscious and unconscious falsehoods -his lies against himself, his cohorts, his God -the feeling of things lost or evaded, the evidence in his speeches of a mind crossed by longing and pain, the awareness of contexts and unacknowledged truths which press in, threaten, and block: there is good reason why these also have carried more dramatic weight with readers than the accurate theology of a reasonable God who must have no inside, no underside, no shifts in motivation (indeed, no motivation at all), must in a sense have no mind. This is a God whose difficult, spare, authoritative, and often beautiful utterances may yet appear to us as more unabashedly "political," just because they come to us, as Satan's never do, with so little dramatic framing to remind us of the historical and rhetorical conditions of utterance (a framing which Empson, with novelistic fervor, tried nevertheless to sketch out for us).

It might be argued that we can study the unfolding of a more strictly poetic and prophetic subjectivity in the intricate movements of Milton's invocations, or ,that we witness the work of mind externalized, allegorized, and idealized in the dynamic account of the Son/Logos creating the world (one image of the poet's work as an "expence of mind"). Still, neither of these offers us the kind of dramatic center for our interest in the career of mind that Satan does. To understand Satan's affective power in this context, however, depends on our being careful not to condescend, on our resisting the temptation to literalize or divinize any apparent superiority to Satan which we may feel in reading his speeches; it depends on our allowing that there are occasions when we ourselves (for better or worse) may echo or be implicated in Satan's mode of self-description:

Hail, horrours, 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.

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The mind is its own place, and in it self
Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.
What matter where, if I be still the same,
And what I should be. ..
(1.250-7)


Satan's conditional gets him into trouble: he is, of course, neither the same as he was nor what he thinks he should be ("all but less then hee/ Whom Thunder hath made greater"). The text does not quite allow us to know whether he sees this clearly. In any case, even if Satan were the same, we night rightly doubt his claims to a property or power of mind, to an enabled privacy, which could continually stand free of the pressures of place and history. We may sense that, by means of an elegant but desperately protesting chiasmus, he has only succeeded in converting the words 'Heaven" and "Hell" into empty, interchangeable ciphers, and that he does without the sort of dialectical energy we may feel in similar reversals of Blake's. (Hence he fails to know what it means to inhabit either place.) The deep solipsism that the mind discovers in its fall decays quickly into self-aggrandisement, tyranny, gaudy display; it acquires a dependence on others which only thrusts the mind into situations of greater moral and experiential solitude. That solipsism becomes a deadening and divisive egotism, it flourishes and sickens in Satan's desire for revenge, for reducing God's best creatures to his own level of suffering. Finally, Satan's will that the mind be its own place returns upon him with a vengeance: viewing the created world from the top of Mount Niphates, he finds that the "Hell within him" is indeed independent of place, not to be avoided or abandoned by mere change of site, that he cannot escape from the Hell which now is his self, nor from the deeper, even shadowier Hell of his speculative fears (cf. [V .18-23, 75-8).

And yet we need not assume that this later, ironic evolution of Satan's 'error" wholly proves his desire an inevitable disaster, or inescapably confirms the emptiness of the claims articulated in the lines I have quoted from Book I. The questioning of teleology is crucial here. Satan's initial vision of mental place, of the metamorphosis of place within mind, does suggest something willful or delusive, and yet it seems to me that his vision feeds on the same fantasy which legitimates, or is legitimated by, Michael's last promise to Adam and Eve: that they can through piety and struggle come eventually to possess "a paradise within" themselves, "happier farr" than the one they had lost (XII.5 87). This is not just a divine, retrospective correction of Satan's mistaken claims, the true measure of an idea of which his is but a demonic parody. If Michael's words point to a state of mind not owned by one person alone, but rather to a state which is the gift of God to man and of men and women to each other --a product of the career of love


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as well as the career of mind -that state may nevertheless be part of Satan's gift to the human future, no blessing or temptation but a "desperate hallow."

   


Notes

All quotations from Paradise Lost are taken from The Poetical Works of John Milton, ed. Helen Darbishire (London, Oxford University Press, 1958).

I. Ludwig Wittgenstein, Culture and Value, ed. G. H. von Wright, tr. Peter Winch (Chicago, University of Chicago Press, 1984), 56e.

2. See The Complete Poetry and Prose of William Blake, ed. David Erdman (Berkeley and Los Angeles, University of California Press, 1982), 142.

3. See The Philosophical Works of Descartes, tr. Elizabeth Haldane and G. R. T. Ross, 2 vols (Cambridge, Cambridge University Press, 193 I), 1.148-9.

4. Stuart Curran, "The siege of hateful contraries: Shelley, Mary Shelley, Byron, and Paradise Lost," in Milton and the Line of Vision, ed. Joseph Anthony Wittreich, Jr (Madison, University of Wisconsin Press, 1975), 2°9.

5. Shelley's Poetry and Prose, ed. Donald H. Reiman and Sharon B. Powers (New York, W. W. Norton, 1977), 133.

6. See the discussion of "Milton's 'literary' theology," in Georgia M. Christopher, Milton and the Science of the Saints (Princeton, Princeton University Press, 1982), 3-29, and passim.

7. Shelley's Poetry and Prose, 498.

8. ibid.

9. ibid.

10. Shelley's Poetry and Prose, 133.

II. Shelley's Poetry and Prose, 24°. 1 am indebted here to the late James Rieger, who first pointed out to me the parallel wording in Shelley's two prefaces. 12. See C. S. Lewis, A Preface to ..Paradise Lost" (London, Oxford University Press, 1942), 99.

13. On this issue, see the account of the "dark world" in Michael Lieb, The
Dialectics of Creation: Patterns of Birth and Regeneration in ..Paradise Lost" (Amherst, Mass., University of Massachusetts Press, 1970), 16-34.

14. See Kenneth Burke, The Philosophy of Literary Form: Studies in Symbolic Action, 3 rd edn (Berkeley and Los Angeles, University of California Press, 1973), 259.

15. Arnold Stein, Answerable Style: Essays on ..Paradise Lost" (Minneapolis, University of Minnesota Press, 1953), 8-9.

16. See William Kerrigan, The Sacred Complex: On the Psychogenesis of ..Paradise Lost" (Cambridge, Mass., Harvard University Press, 1983), 73-82, and passim.

17. Kerrigan, The Prophetic Milton (Charlottesville, University Press of Virginia, 1974), 187.

18. See W. B. Hunter, "The war in Heaven: the exaltation of the Son," in Bright Essence: Studies in Milton's Theology, ed. W. B. Hunter, C. A. Patrides and J. H. Adamson (Salt Lake City, University of Utah Press, 1971), 115-3°.

19. Lewis, Preface to ..Paradise Lost," 98. 20. John Guillory discusses this point in Poetic Authority: Spenser-, Milton-, and Literary History (New York, Columbia University Press, 1983), 119. See also Stein, Answerable Style, 29.

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21. See Guillory, Poetic Authority, 112, 117-18.

22. Marvell's poem appeared as a prefatory verse to the second edition of Paradise Lost (1674). I quote from the text included in Darbishire, Poetical Works of Milton, 2- 3.

23. Blake, Complete Poetry and Prose, 34.

24. See Wittreich, Angel of Apocalypse: Blake's Idea of Milton (Madison, University of Wisconsin Press, 1975), 214-15.

25. On the doctrine of contraries as it is explicated in The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, see Harold Bloom, Blake's Apocalypse: A Study in Poetic Argument (Ithaca, Cornell University Press, 197°), 72-96.

26. Blake, Complete Poetry and Prose, 34-5.

27. Blake, Complete Poetry and Prose, 45.

28. See Frankenstein.' or The Modern Prometheus, ed. James Rieger (Chicago, University of Chicago Press, 1974), 123-5.

29. Frankenstein, 125-6.

30. I borrow the notion of a "myth of the secular" from George Levine who i
discusses its implications in his introductory essay to The Endurance of "Frankenstein:" Essays on Mary Shelley's Novel, ed. George Levine and U. C. Knoepflmacher (Berkeley and Los Angeles, University of California Press, 1979), 3-30.

31. See Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and A Play, ed. Holly Stevens (New York, Vintage Books, 1972), 254. Reprinted by ; permission of Alfred A. Knopf, Inc.