a performance of: John Milton’s Paradise Lost, Book IV, lines 32–113

Preamble excerpts:

“Satan, now in prospect of Eden, and nigh the place where he must now attempt the bold enterprize which he undertook alone against God and Man, falls into many doubts with himself, and many passions, fear, envy, and despair; —- Sometimes towards Eden, which now in his view Lay pleasant, his grieved look he fixes sad;”

“Sometimes towards Heaven and the full-blazing Sun, Which now sat high in his meridian tower: Then, much revolving, thus in sighs began:”

Comments:

I chose this piece for its range of emotion and power which leapt off the page in a visioned performance when I first read it. I have much to learn to match that vision. The why of my desire to learn (in training) and better my performance craft.

Also learning to edit and produce as I go, novicing.