Satan was now at hand; and from his seat
The monster, moving onward, came as fast
With horrid strides, hell trembled as he strode.
Milton.
He trusted to have equalled the Most High,
If he opposed; and with ambitious aim
Against the throne and monarchy of God,
Raised impious war in Heav’n and battle proud
With vain attempt. Him the Almighty Power
Hurled headlong flaming from the ethereal sky,