Argues no leader but a liar trac'd, seem Patron of liberty, who more than thou To dispossess him, and thyself to reign? Within these hallow'd limits thou appear, So threaten'd he; but Satan to no threats Then when I am thy captive talk of chains, Proud limitary cherub, but ere then Far heavier load thyself expect to feel From my prevailing arm, though Heaven's King Ride on thy wings, and thou with thy compeers, Us'd to the yoke, draw'st his triumphant wheels In progress through the road of Heav'n starpav'd. Lest on the threshing floor his hopeful sheaves His stature reach'd the sky, and on his crest Might have ensu’d, nor only Paradise more Than Heav'n permits, nor mine, though doubled now To trample thee as mire: for proof look up, While thus he spake, th' angelic squadron | And read thy lot in you celestial sign, bright, Turn'd fiery red, sharp'ning in mooned horns Their phalanx, and began to hem him round With ported spears as thick as when a field Of Ceres ripe for harvest waving bends Her hearded grove of ears, which way the wind ways them; the careful ploughman doubting stands Where thou art weigh'd, and shown how light, how weak, If thou resist. The Fiend look'd up, and knew His mounted scale aloft: nor more; but filed Murm'ring, and with him fled the shades of Night. END OF THE FOURTH BOOK. PARADISE LOST. BOOK V. THE ARGUMENT. Morning approached, Eve relates to Adam her troublesome dream; he likes it not, yet comforts her; they come forth to their day labours: their morning hymn at the door of their bower. God to render Man inexcusable sends Raphael to admonish him of his obedience, of his free estate, of his enemy near at hand, who he is, and why his enemy, and whatever else may avail Adam to know. Raphael comes down to Paradise, his appearance describ'd, his coming discern'd by Adam afar off sitting at the door of his bower; he goes out to meet him, brings him to his lodge, entertains him with the choicest fruits of Paradise got together by Eve; their discourse at table: Raphael performs his message, minds Adam of his state and of his enemy; relates, at Adam's request, who that enemy is, and how he came to be so, beginning from his first revolt in Heaven, and the occasion thereof: how he drew his legions after him to the parts of the North, and there incited them to rebel with him, persuading all but only Abdiel a seraph, who in argument dissuades and opposes him, then forsakes him. Now Morn her rosy steps in th' eastern clime | Of leaves and fuming rills, Aurora's fan, Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, How Nature paints her colours, how the bee Such whisp'ring wak'd her, but with startled eye On Adam, whom embracing, thus she spake : O sole in whom my thoughts find all repose, My glory, my perfection, glad I see Thy face, and morn return'd; for I this night (Such night till this I never passed) have dream'd, If dream'd, not as I oft am wont, of thee, Why sleep'st thou Eve? Now is the pleasant time, The cool, the silent, save where silence yields Full orb'd the moon, and with more pleasing Shadowy sets off the face of things, in vain, I rose as at thy call, but found thee not; ways That brought me on a sudden to the tree By us oft seen; his dewy locks distill'd arm He pluck'd, he tasted; me damp horror chill'd At such bold words vouch'd with a deed so But he thus overjoy'd, O fruit divine, cropt, Forbidden here, it seems, as only fit And why not gods of men, since good, the That wont to be more cheerful and serene more Communicated, more abundant grows, The Author not impair'd, but honor'd more? So saying, he drew nigh, and to me held, So quicken'd appetite, that I, methought, Could not but taste. Forthwith up to the clouds With him I flew, and underneath beheld The earth outstretch'd immense, a prospect wide [change And various wond'ring at my flight and To this high exaltation; suddenly My guide was gone, and I, methought, sunk down, And fell asleep; but O how glad I wak'd Best image of myself and dearer half, This uncouth dream, of evil sprung I fear; Yet evil whence? in thee can harbour none, Created pure. But know that in the soul Are many lesser faculties, that serve Reason as chief; among these Fancy next Her office bolds of all external things, Which the five watchful senses represent, She forms imaginations, airy shapes, Which Reason joining or disjoining, frames All what we affirm or what deny, and call Our knowledge or opinion; then retires Into her private cell when Nature rests. Oft in her absence mimic Fancy wakes To imitate her; but misjoining shapes, Wild work produces oft, and most in dreams, Ill matching words and deeds long past or late. Some such resemblance methinks I find Of our last evening's talk, in this thy dream, But with addition strange; yet be not sad. Evil into the mind of God or man May come and go, so unapprov'd, and leave No spot or blame behind : which gives me hope That what thou didst in sleep abhor to dream, Waking thou never wilt consent to do. Be not dishearten'd theu, nor cloud those looks || Than when fair Morning first smiles on the world; And let us to our fresh employments rise Among the groves, the fountains, and the flowers That open now their choicest bosom'd smells, Reserv'd from night, and kept for thee in store. So cheer'd he his fair spouse, and she was cheer'd, But silently a gentle tear let fall So all was clear'd, and to the field they haste. But first, from under shady arborous roof Soon as they forth were come to open sight Of day-spring, and the sun, who scarce up risen, With wheels yet hovering o'er the ocean brim, Shot parallel to the earth his dewy ray, Discovering in wide laudskip all the east Of Paradise and Eden's happy plains, Lowly they bow'd adoring, and began Their orisons, each morning duly paid In various stile; for neither various stile || Nor holy rapture wanted they to praise Their Maker, in fit strains pronounc'd or sung Unmeditated, such prompt eloquence Flow'd from their lips in prose or numerous verse, More tuneable than needed lute or harp Almighty, thine is universal frame, Unspeakable, who sitst above these heav'ns In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine. Speak ye who best can tell, ye sons of Light, Fairest of Stars, last in the train of Night, Morn With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy While day arises, that sweet hour of prime, Thou Sun, of this great world both eye and soul, Acknowledge him thy greater, sound his praise In thy eternal course, both when thou climb'st, And when high noon hast gain'd, and when thou fall'st. Moon that now meets the orient sun, now fly'st, With the fix'd stars, fix'd in their orb that flies, And ye five other wand'ring fires that move In mystic dance not without song, resound His praise, who out of darkness called up light. Air, and ye elements, the eldest birth Of nature's womb, that in quaternion run And nourish all things; let your ceaseless change Vary to our great Maker still new praise. In honour to the world's great Author rise, Whether to deck with clouds the uncolour'd sky, Or wet the thirsty earth with falling showers, Breathe soft or loud; and wave your tops ye With every plaut, in sign of worship wave. Ye that in waters glide, and ye that walk Hail! universal Lord, be bounteous still So pray'd they innocent, and to their thoughts Firm peace recover'd soon and wonted calm. On to their morning's rural work they haste Among sweet dews and flow'rs; where any row Of fruit trees over-woody reach'd too far Their pamper'd boughs, and needed hands to check Fruitless embraces: or they led the vine No. VII.-N. S. To wed her eim; she spous'd about him twines Her marriageable arms, and with her brings With pity Heav'n's high King, and to him cali'd Raphael, the sociable Spirit, that deign'd Raphael, said he, thou bear'st what stir on earth Satan from Hell, scap'd through the darksome gulf Hath rais'd in Paradise, and how disturb'd Converse with Adam, in what bow'r or shade tir'd, To respite his day-labour with repast, Yet mutable; whence warn him to beware now The fall of others from like state of bliss; But by deceit and lies; this let him know, So spake the eternal Father, and fulfill'd Flew through the midst of Heav'n; th'angelic quires, On each hand parting, to his speed gave way Through all th' empyreal road; till at the gate Of Heav'n arriv'd, the gate self-open'd wide Star interpos'd, however small he sees, G Earth and the gard'n of God, with cedars Above all bills. As when by night the glass Now on the polar winds, then with quick fan Haste hither Eve, and worth thy sight behold Eastward among those trees, what glorious Comes this way moving; seems another morn To us perhaps he brings, and will vouchsafe Abundance, fit to honour and receive Our heav'nly stranger: well may we afford store, A Seraph wing'd; six wings he wore, to shade Of God inspir'd, small store will serve, where With regal ornament; the middle pair feet Shadow'd from either heel with feather'd mail, stood And shook his plumes, that heav'nly fragrance fill'd All seasons, ripe for use hangs on the stalk; Each plant and juciest gourd, will pluck such To entertain our angel guest, as he The circuit wide. Straight knew him all the What choice to chuse for delicacy best, bands Of Angels under watch; and to his state, What order so contriv'd as not to mix Their glittering tents he pass'd, and now is In India East or West, or middle shore come And Eve within, due at her hour prepar'd In Pontus or the Punic coast, or where She gathers, tribute large, and on the board grape She crushes, inoffensive must, and meaths From many a berry, and from sweet kernels press'd She tempers dulcet creams, nor these to hold Wants her fit vessels pure, then strows the ground With rose and odors from the shrub unfum'd. Mean while our primitive great Sire, to meet Of nectarous draughts between, from milky | His god-like guest walks forth, without more stream, Berry or grape; to whom thus Adam call'd: train Accompanied than with his own complete |