From Book II of John Milton's "Paradise Lost," in which Satan is banished, crushed by the realization that he's never going back, and then sees Earth hanging below him like a tantalizing ornament.
lyrics
Now sad to mention,
through dire change befallen unforeseen.
I come to set free
from this house of pain.
This errand soul,
and one for all
with lonely steps to tread.
Th’ void immense to search a place foretold
With thoughts inflamed of high design,
puts on swift wings, toward the Gates of Hell he flies,
and explores his solitary quest;
He scours the right
some times the left,
then soars up in the clouds.
Spreads his wings, at leisure to behold:
Light appears,
and from the walls of Heaven,
Shoots into night nature begins
Far off,
Empyreal Heaven, extended wide
once his native seat.
Accursed, and in a cursed hour, he hies,
full, with mischievous revenge.
This pendant world,
in bigness as a star and fast, by
hanging in a golden chain.
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