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With heav’oly spoils, our spoils: what be Their growing work: for much their work decreed

outgrew He effected ; Man he made, and for him built The hands' dispatch of two gard’ning so wide, Maguificent this world, and Earth his seal, And Eve first to her husband thus began : Him lord pronounc'd, and, () indignity!

Adam, well may we labor still to dress Subjected to his service angel wings,

This garden, still to tend plant, herb and And Naming ministers to watch and tend

flower, Their earthly charge: of these the vigilance Our pleasant task injoin'd, but till more hands I dread, and to elude, thus wrapt iu mist Aid us, the work under our labour grows, Of midnight vapor glide obscure, and pry Luxurious by restraint; what we by day In every bush au brake, where hap inay find Lop overgrown, or prune, or prop, or biad, The serpent sleeping, in whose mazy foliis One night or two with wanton growth derides, To hide me, awd the black intent I bring. Tending to wild. Thou therefore now advise, () foul descent! that I who erst contended O, bcar what to my mind first thoughts pre. With gods to sit the biglicst, am now con.

sent; strain'd

Let us divide our labors, thou where choice luto a beast, and mix'd with bestial slime, Leads thee, or where most needs, wbether to This essence to incarnate and imbrute,

wind That to tbe height of Diety aspir’d;

The woodbine round this arbor, or direct But what will not Anubition and Revenge Tbe clasping ivy where to clinib, while I Descend to ? who aspires must down as low In yonder spring of roses intermix'd As high he soar'd, obnoxious first or last With myrtle, find what to redress till noon: To basest things. Revenge, at first though For while so near each otber thus all day sweet,

Our task we chuse, no wonder if sự near Bitter ere long back on itself recoils;

Looks intervene and smiles, or object new Let it; I reck not, so it light well aim'd, Casual discourse draws on, which intermits Since bigber I fall short, on him who next Our day's work brought to little, though began Provokes my envy, this new favourite

Early, and the hour of supper comes unearn'd. Of Heav'n, this Jan of Clay, Son of Despite, To whom mild answer Adam thus return'd: Whom us the more to spite, his Maker rais'd Sole Eve, associate sole, to ne beyond From dust : spite then with spite is best repaid. Compare above all living creatures dear,

So saying, through each thicket dank or dry, Well hast thou motion'd, well thy thoughts Like a black mist low creeping, he held on

employ'd His midnight search, where soonest he might How we might best fulfil the work which here find

God hath assiga'd us, nor of me shalt pass The serpent: him fast sleeping soon be found Unprais'd: for nothing lovier can be found la labyrinth of many a round self-rollid In woman, than to study household good, His head the midst, well stor'd with subtle And good works in her husband to promote. wiles :

Yet pot so strictly bath our Lord impos'd Nor yet iu horrid shade or dismal den, Labor, as to debar us when we need Nor nocevt yet, but on the grassy herb Refreshment, whether food, or talk between. Fearless unfear'd he slept: in at his mouth Food of the mind, or this sweet intercourse The Devil enter'd, and bis brutal sense, Of looks and smiles, for smiles from reason In heart or liead, possessing soon inspir'd

flow, With act intelligential; but his sleep To brute deny'd, and are of lore the food, Disturb'd not, waiting close th’approach of|| Love not the lowest end of human life. morn.

For not to irksome toil, but to delight Now when as sacred light began to dawn He made us, and delight to reason join'd. In Eilen ov the humid flowers, that breath'd These paths and bowers doubt not but our Their morning incense, when all things that joint hands breathe,

[praise Will keep from wilderness with ease, as wide From th’ Earth's great altar send up silent As we need walk, till younger hands ere long To the Creator, and bis nostrils fill

Assist us, but if much converse perhaps With grateful smell, forth came the Human Thee satiate, to short absence I could yield: Pair,

For solitude sometimes is best society, And joind their vocal worship to the quire And short retirement urges sweet return. Of creatures wanting voice; that done, partake || But other doubt possesses me, lest harm The season, prime for sweetest scents and airs : || Befal thee sever'd from me; for thou kvow'st Then commune how that day they best may ply|| What hath been warn’dl us, what malicious foc No. VII-VS.



Envying our happiness, and of his own

Nor thou his malice aud false guile contemn Despairivg, seeks to work us woe and shame Subtle he needs nuust be, who could seduce By sly assault; and some where nigh at hand Angels ; por think super fuous others aid. Watches, no doubt, with greedy hope to find I from the influence of thy looks receive His wish and best advantage, is asinder, Access in every virtue, in thy sight Hopeless to circumvent is jouw'd, where each Mure wise, inore watcliful, stronger, is need To other speedy aid inight lend at need;

sing 0:1 Whether bis first design be to withdraw Of outward strength; while shame, thou lookOur feälty from God, or to disturb

Sbanie to be overcome or over reacli'd Conjugal love, than which perhaps no bliss Would utmost vigour raise, and rais'l unite. Enjoy'd by us excites bis eury more;

Why shouldst not thou like sense within thee Or this, or worse, leave not the faithful side

feel That gave thee being, still shades thee, and When I am present, and thy trial choose protects:

With me, best witness of thy virtue try'd ? The wife, where danger or dishonour lurks, So spake domestic Adam in his care Safest and seemliest hy ber husband stays, And matrimonial love; but Eve, who thonglit, Who guards her, or with her the worst en. Less attributed to her faith sincere, dures.

Thus her reply with accent sweet renewid. To wloin the virgin majesty of Evr,

If this be our condition, thus to dwell As one who loves, and some unkindoess In narrow circuit straiten'd by a foe, meets,

Subtle or violent, we not endued
With sweet austere composure thus reply'd. Single with like defence, wherever met,
Offspring of Heav’u and Earth, and all How are we happy, still in fear of hara ?
Earth's Lord,

But harm precedes hot sin : only our foe
That such an Enemy we have, who seeks Temptingau Tronts us with his foul esteem
Our ruin, both by thee inform’d I learn, Of our integrity: his foul esteem
And from the parting Angel over-heard, Sticks to dishonour on oor front, but turus
As in a shady nook I stood behind,

Foul on bimself : then wherefore shuna'd or Just then return'd at shut of evening Aowers.

fear'd But that thou shouldst my firmuess therefore By us? who rather double honour grin doubt

From bis surmise pruv'd false, find peace To God or thee, because we have a foe

within, May tempt it, I expected not to hear,

Favour from Heav'n, our witness from th' His violence thou fear'st not, being such

eveut. As we, not capable of death or pain,

And what is faith, love, virtue unassay'd Can either not receive, nor can repel.

Alone, without exterior help sustain'd? His fraud is then thy fear, which plain infers Let us not then suspect our happy state Thy equal fear that my firm faith and love

Left so imperfect by the Maker wise, Can by his fraud be slaken or seduc'd;

As not secure to single or combin'd. Thoughts which how found they harbour in

Frail is our happiness, if Wiis he so, thy breast,

Aud Eden were no Eden thus expos’d. Adam, misthought of her to thee so dear? To whom thus Adam fervently reply'd.

To whom with healing words Adam reply'd. O Woman, best are all things as the will Daughter of God and Man, immortal Eve, Of God ordain'd them; his creating hand For such thou art, from sin and blame entire:

Nothing imperfect or deficient left Not diffident of thee do I dissuade i

Of all that he created, much less Man, Thy absence from my sight, but to avoid Or aught that might this happy state secure, Tl' attempt itself, intended by our fue.

Secure from outward force; within himself For he who tempis, though in vain, at least The danger lies, vet lies within his power: asperses

Against bis will he can receive no harm : The tempted with dishonour foul, supposd But God left free the will, for what obeys Not incorruptible of faith, not proof

Reason is free, and reason he made right, Against temptation : thoa thyself with scor! But bid her well beware, and still erect, And anger would'st resent the offer'd wrong, Lest hr: some fair appearing good surprisid Though ineffectnal found: misdeem not thest, ' Che dictate false, and misinform the will If sich affront I labour to avert

To do what God expressly hath forbid. From thee alone, which on us both at once Not then mistrust, but tender lore enjoins, The enemy, though bold, will hardly dare, That I should mind thee oft, and mind thou Or daring, first on me th' assault shall light.


Firin we subsist, yet possible to swerve,

Mere serpent in appearance, forth was come, Since reason nut impossibly may meet

Aud on his quest, where likeliest he might Sume specious object hy the fue suboru'd,

find, And fall into deception unaware,

The only two of mankind, but in them Nut keeping strictest watch, as she was

The whole included race, his purpos'd prey. warn'd.

In bow'r and field be sought, where any lust Seek no temptation then, which to avoid Of grove or garden plo more pleasant lay, Were better, and most likely if from me

Tbeir tendence or plantation for delight; Thou sover not. trial will come unsought. By fountain or by shady rivulet Wouteist tipu approve thy constancy, approve

Ue sought tbem both, but wish'd his bap First thy obedience; th' other who can kuow,

might find Noi seeing thee attempted, who attest? Eve separate, he wish’d, but not with hope But if thou think, trial unsought may find Of what so seldom chanc'd, when to his wish, Us both securer than thus warn'd thou seem'st, Beyond his bope, Eve separate he spies, Go; for thy stay, not free, absents thee more; Veild in a cloud of fragrance, where she stood, Gu in thy vative inuocence, rely

Half spy’dl, so thick the roses blushing round On what thou hast of virtue, summon all, About her glow'd, oft stooping to support For God towards thee hath done his part, do

Each Dou'r of slender stalk, whose bead though thine.

gay So spake the patriarch of mankind; but Eve Carnation, purple, azure or speck'd with gold, Persisted, yet submiss, though last, reply'd. Hung drooping unsustain’d; them she upstays With thy perwission theo, and thus fore Gently with myrtle band, mindless the while warn'd

Herself, though fairest unsupported Aower', ; Chicfly by what thy own last reasoning words From her best prop so far, and storm so pigh. Touch'd ouly, that our trial, when least sought. Nearer be drew, and many a walk travers'd May tind us both perhaps far less prepar'l,

Of stateliest c vert, ceilar, pine, or palm, The willinger I go, nor much expect

Then voluble and hold, now bid, now seen A foe so proud will first the weaker seek; Among thick-woven arborels and flowers So bent, the more shall shame him his repulse. Imborder'd on each bank, the hand of Eve: Thus saying, from her husband's hand her Spot more delicious than those gardens feigu'd hand

[light, || Or of reviv'd Adonis, or renown'd Soft she withdrew, and like a Wood-Nymph | Alcinous, liost of old Laertes' sou, Oread or Dryad, or of Delia's self

Or that, not nystic, where the sapient king Jo gait surpass'd, and Goddess-like deport,

Heid dalliance with his fair Egyptian spouse. Though not as she with bow and quiver arni’d, Much be the place admir'd, the persou niore, But with such gard'oing tools as art yet rude,

As one who long in populous city pent, Guiltless of fire, had form’d, or Angels brought. Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, To Pales, or Ponjona, thus adorn'd,

Forth issuing on a summer's morn to breathe Likest she seem'd, Pomona when she fled Among the pleasant villages and farms Vertu mnus, or to Ceres in her prime,

Adjoiu'd, from each thing met conceives de. Yet virgin of Proserpina from Jove.

light, Her long with ardent look bis eye pursu'd

The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Delighted, but desiring more her stay.

Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound; Oft he to her his charge of quick return

If chance with nymph-like step fair virgin Repeated, she to bim as oft engag'd


(more, To be returo'd by noon amid the bower,

What pleasing seem'd, for her now pleases And all things in best order to invite

She most, and in her look sums all d light: Nooutide repitst, or afternoon's repose. Such pleasure took the Serpent to behold O much deceiv'd, much failing, hapless Eve, This flow'ry plat, the sweet recess of Eve Of thy presum'd return! eveni perverse! Thus early, thus alone; her heav’oly forın Thou never from that hour in Paradise, Angelic, but more soft, and teminine, Found'st either sweet repast, or sound repose; Her graceful innocence, her every air Such ambush hid amoug sweet Aow’rs and Of gesture or least actiou overaw'd shades

Fiis malice, and with rapine sweet bercav'd Waited with hellish rancour inminent

His fierceness of the fierce inteut it brought: To iutercept thy way, or send thee back That space the Evil one abstracted stood Despoil'd of innocence, of faith, of bliss. Frm his own evil, and for the time remain'd For now, and since first break of dawn the Stupidly good, of enmity disarm'd fiend,

Of guile, of hate, of envy, of

revenge ;

The eye

ho se


But the hot Hell that always in him burns, He bolder now, uncall'd before ber stood, Though in mid Heav'u, soon ended his de. But as in gaze admiring: oft he bow'd light,

His turret crest, and sleek enamel'd neck, And tortures him now more, the more he secs Fawning, and lick'd the ground whereon slie Of pleasure not for him ordniu'd : then soon

trod. Fierce hate he recollects, and all his thoughts His gentle dumb expression turn’d at length Of mischief, gratulating, thus excites.

of Eve to mark his play; he glad Thoughts, whither have ye led me? With Of her attention gain'd, with serpe:at tongile what sweet

Organic, or impulse of vocal air, Compulsion tbus transported to forget His fraudulent temptation thus begar.. What hit 'ser brought us! Hale, not love, nor Wonder not, sov'reign Mistress, it perhaps

Tbou canst, who art sole wonder; much less Of Paradise for Hell, hope here to taste

(dain, Of pleasure, but all pleasure to destroy, Thy looks, the Hear'a of inildness, with dis. Save what is destroying; other joy

Displeas'd tbat l approach thee thus, and gaze To me is lost. Then let me not let pass Insatiate, I thus single, nor bave fear'd Occasion which now smiles; behold alone Thy awful brow, more awful thus retird. The woman, opportune to all attempts, Fairest resemblance of thy Maker fair, Her husband, for I view far round, not nigh, Thee all things living gaze on, all things Whose higher intellectual more I slun,

thine And strength, of courage haughty, and of limb By gist, and thy celestial beauty adore Heroic built, though of terrestrial mould, With ravishment beheld, there best beheld Foe not informidable, exempt from wound, Where universally admir'd; but here I not; so much hath bell debas'd, and pain In this inciosure wild, these beasts among, Enfeebled me, to what I was in Heaven. Beholders rude, and shallow to discern She fair, divinely fair, fit love for Gods,

Half what in thee is fair, que man except, Not terrible, though terror be in love

Who sees thee? (and what is one) who And beauty, not approach'd by stronger hate,

shouldst be seen Hate stronger, under shew of love well feign'd, A Goddess among Gods, ador'd and servid The way which to her ruin now I teud.

By Angels numberless, thy daily train. So spake the enemy of mankind, inclos'd So gloss'd the Tempter, and his proem In serpent, inmate bad, and toward Eve

tund; Address'd his way, not with indented wave,

Juto the heart of Evc his words made way, Proue on the ground, as since, but on bis rear, Though at the voice much marvelling; at Circular base of rising folds, that tower'd

length Fold above fold a surging maze, his head

Not unmaz'd she thuis in answer spake. Crested aloft, and carbuncle his eyes;

What may this mean? Language of man proWith burnish'd neck of verdant gold, erect


[press Amidst his cirling spires, tbat on the grass By tongue of brute, and human sense ex. Floated redundant: pleasing was his sliape,

The first at least of these I thought deny'd And lovely; never since of serpent kind To beasts, whom Gud on their creation-day Lovelier, not those that in Illyria chang'd Created mute to all articulate sound; Hermoine and Cadmus, or the God

The latter I demur, for in their looks In Epidaurus; nor to which transform'd Much reason, and in their actions oft appears. Ainmonian Jove, or Capitoline was seen, Thee, Serpent, subtlest beast of all the field He with Olympias, this with ber who bore I knew, but not with human voice endued; Scipio ihe height of Rome. With tract obliqne Redouble then this miracle, and say, At first, as one who sought access, but fear'd How cam'st thou speakable of mute, and how To interrupt, side-long he works bis way. To me so friendly grown above the rest As wueu a ship by skilful steersman wrought Of brutal kind that daily are in sight: Nigb river's mouth or foreland, where the wind Say, for such wonder claims attentiou due. Veers oft, as oft so sleers, and sbifts her sail : To whom the guieful Tempter thus reply'd. So varied he, and of his tortuous train Empress of this fair world, resplendent Eve, Cursd many a wanton wreath in sight of Eve, Easy to me it is to tell tliee all To lure her eye; she busied heard the sound What thou commaud'st,and right thou shouldst Of rustling leaves, but minded not, as us'd

be obey'd : To such disport before her through the field, I was at fust as other beasts that graze From every beast, more doteous at her call, The troddeu beib, of abject thoughts and low, Than at Circean call the herd disguis'd. As was my fvod: nor ought but food discern'd

Or sex, and apprehended nothing bigh: Of blowing myush and balne; it ihou accept Till on a day roving the field, I chanc'd My conduct, I can bring thee thither soun. A goodly trec far distant to behold

Lead then, said Eve. He leading swiftly Loaden with fruit of fairest colours mixd,

rollid Ruddy and goid: I nearer drew to guze; In tangles, and made intricate seem strait, Wheu from the boughs a savoury odour blown, To mischief swift. Hope elevatrs, and joy Grateful to appetite, more pleas'd my sense Brightens his crest; as when a wandring fire, Than smell of sweciest fennel, or the icats Compact of unctuous vapour, which the night Of ewe ur goat dropping with milk at even, Condenses, and the cold envirous round, Unsuck'd of lamb or kid, that tend their play. | Kindled through agitation to a fine, To satisfy the sharp desire I bad

Which oft they say, som evil Spirit attends, Of tasting those fair apples, I resolvid Hovering and blazing with delusive light, Not to deter; hunger and thirst at once, Misleads th’amaz'd night-waud'rer froin his Pow'rful persuaders, quickend at the scent


{pool, Of that alluring fruit, urg'd me so kecu. To bogs and mires, and oft through pond or About the mossy trunk I wound me soon, There swallow'd up and lost, from succour far, For high from ground the branches would re So glister'd the dire Snake, and into fraud quire

Led Eve our credulous mother, to the tree Thy utmost reach or Adani's : round the tree Of prohibition, root of all our woe: All other beasts that saw, with like desire Which when she saw, thus tv ber guide she Longing and envying stovd, but could not spake.

(hicher, reach.

Serpent, we miglit have spar'd our coming Amid the tree now got, where plenty hung Fruitless to me, though fruit be here to excess, Terupting so nigh, to pluck and eat my till The credit of whose virtue rest with thee, I spar'd uut, for such pleasure till that hour Wondrous indeed, if cause of such effects. At feed or fountain never had I found.

But of this tree we may not taste nor touch; Sated at length, ere loug / might perceive God so commanded, and left that cominand Strange alteration in me, lu degree

Sole daughter of his voice; the rest, we live Of reason in iny inward pow'rs, and speech Law to ourselves, our reason is our law. Wanted not long, thought to this shuge re To whoin the Tempter guilefully reply'd. tain'd.

Indeed? Hath God then said that of the fruit Thenceforth'to speculations liigh or deep Of all these garden trees ye shell not eat, I turn'd my thoughts, and with capacious mind Yet Lords declaråd of all in earth or air? ('onsider'd all things visible in Heaven,

To whom thus Eve yet siuless. Of the fruit Or Earth, or middle, all things fair and good : | or each tree in the garden we may eat But all that fair and good in thy divine

But of the fruit of this fair trec amidst Semblance, and in thy beauty's heav'nly ray The garden, God hath said, Ye shall not eat l'oited I bebeld; no fair to thine

Tbereof, nor shall ye touch it, lest ye dic. Equivaleut or second, wbich compellid

She scarce had said, though brief, when vow Me thus, though importune perhaps, to come

more bold Aud gaze, and worship thee of riglit declar'd

The Tempter, but with shew of zeal and love Suv'reigu of creatures, universal Dame.

To Man, aud indignation at his wrong, Su talk'd the spirited sly Snake; and Eve New part puts on, and as to passion mov'l, Yet more amaz'd unwary thus reply'd.

Fluctnates disturbid, yet comely and in act Serpent, thy overpraising leaves in doubt Rais'd, as of some great matter to begin. The virtue of that fruit, in thee first prov'd : As when of old some orator renown'd But say, where grows the tree, from hence how In Athens or free Rome, where eloquence far?

Flourisli’d, since mute, to some great cause For many are the trees of God that grow

address'd In Paradise, and various, yet unknown Slood in himself collected, while each part, To us in such abundance lies our choice, Motion, each act won andience ere the tongue, As leaves a greater store of fruit untouca'd, Sometimes in height began, as no delay Still hanging incorruptible, till men

Of preface brooking through his zeal of right: Grow up to their provision, and more bands So standing, moving, or to height up grown, Help to disburden Nature of her birth.

The Tempter all impassion’d thus began. To whom the wily Adder, blithe and glad. O sacred, wise, and wisdom-giving Plant, Lapress, the way is ready, and not loug, Mother of science, now I feel thyover Beyond a row of myrtles, on a flat,

Within me clear, not only to discern Fast by a fountain, one eyall thicket past Things in their causes, but to trace the ways

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