Book IV 1006-1015
Gabriel to Satan (after catching him trying to sneak into The Garden):
"Satan, I know thy strength, and thou know'st mine,
neither our own but giv'n; what folly then
to boast what arms can do, since thine no more
than Heav'n permits, nor mine, though doubled now
to trample thee as mire: for proof look up,
and read thy lot in yon celestial sign
where thou art weighed, and shown how light, how weak,
if thou resist. The Fiend looked up and knew
his mounted scale aloft: no more; but fled
murmuring, and with him fled the shades of night."
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