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Two other precious drops that ready stood,
Each in their crystal sluice, he ere they fell
Kiss'd, as the gracious signs of sweet remorse
And pious awe, that fear'd to have offended. 135

So all was clear'd, and to the field they haste.
But first, from under shady arbo’rous 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, 140
Shot parallel to the earth his dewy ray,
Discovering in wide landscape all the east
Of Paradise and Eden's happy plains,
Lowly they bow'd adoring, and began
Their orisons, each morning duly paid 145
In various style; for neither various style
Nor holy rapture wanted they to praise
Their Maker, in fit strains pronounc'd or sung
Uameditated, such prompt eloquence
Flow'd from their lips, in prose or numerous verse,
More tuneable than needed lute or harp 151
To add more sweetness; and they thus began :

These are thy glorious works, Parent of good! Almighty ! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then! Unspeakable, who sitst above these heav'ns 156 To us invisible, or dimly seen 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, 160 Angels; far ye behold him, and with songs

And choral symphonies, day without night,
Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in Heav'n,
On Earth join all ye creatures to extol
Him first, him last, him midst, and without end. 163
Fairest of Stars, last in the train of Night,
If better thou belong not to the dawn,
Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the smiling Morn
With thy bright circlet, praise him in thy sphere,
While day arises, that sweet hour of prime. 170
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

Moon, that now meet'st 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 call'd up light.
Air, and ye Elements, the eldest birth 180
Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run
Perpetual circle, multiform, and mix
And nourish all things ; let your ceaseless change
Vary to our great Maker still new praise.
Ye Mists and Exhalations that now rise 185
From hill or steaming lake, dusky or gray,
Till the sun paint your fleecy skirts with gold,
In honor to the world's great Author rise,
Whether to deck with clouds the uncolor'd sky,
Or wet the thirsty earth with falling showers, 190

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Rising or falling still advance his praise.
His praise'ye Winds, that from four quarters blow,
Breathe soft or loud; and wave your tops, ye Pines,
With every plant, in sign of worship wave.
Fountains, and


that warble as ye flow 195 Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise. Join voices all ye living Souls: ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your'notes his praise. Ye that in waters glide, and ye

that walk 200 The earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep; Witness if I be silent, morn or even, To hill or valley, fountain, or fresh shade Made vocal by my song, and taught his praise. Hail, universal Lord! be bounteous still * 205 To give us only good; and if the night Have gather'd aught of evil or conceald, Disperse it, as now light dispels the dark.

So pray'd they innocent, and to their thoughts Firm

peace recover'd soon and wonted calmi. 210 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 pamperd boughs, and needed hands to check Fruitless embraces: or they led the vine 215 To wed her elm ; she spous’d about him twines Her marriageable arms, and with her brings Her dow'r th' adopted clusters, to adorn His barren leaves. Them thus employ'd beheld With pity Heav'n's high King, and to bim call?d

Raphael, the sociable spi'rit, that deign'd 221
To travel with Tobias, and securd
His marriage with the sev'n-times-wedded maid.

Raphael, said he, thou hear'st what stir on Earth
Satan from Hell'scap'd through the darksome gulf
Hath rais'd in Paradise, and how disturbid 226
This night the human pair, how he designs
In them at once to ruin all Mankind.
Go therefore, half this day as friend with friend
Converse with Adam, in what bow's or shade 230
Thou find'st him from the heat of noon retir'd,
To respite his day-labor with repast,
Or with repose ; and such discourse bring on,
As may advise him of his happy state,
Happiness in his power left free to will, 235
Left to his own free will, his will though free,
Yet mutable; whence warn him to beware
He swerve not too secure: tell him withal
His danger, and from whom ; what enemy,
Late fall'n himself from Heav'n, is plotting now
The fall of others from like state of bliss ; 241
By violence ? no, for that shall be withstood;
But by deceit and lies; this let him know,
Lest wilfully transgressing he pretend
Surprisal, unadmonish’d, unforewarn'd. 245

So spake th' eternal Father, and fulfill'd All justice: nor delay'd the winged saint After his charge receiv'd; but from among Thousand celestial Ardors, where he stood 249 Veild with his gorgeous wings, up springing light 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 On golden hinges turning, as by work 255 Divine the Sovran Architect had fram'd. From hence no cloud, or, to obstruct his sight, Star interpos’d, however small he see's, Not unconform to other shining globes, Earth and the garden of God, with cedars crown'd Above all hills. As when by night the glass 261 Of Galileo, less assur'd, observes Imagin’d lands and regions in the moon: Or pilot, from amidst the Cyclades Delos or Samos first appearing, kens

265 A cloudy spot. Down thither prone in flight He speeds, and through the vast ethereal sky Sails between worlds and worlds, with steddy wing Now on the polar winds, then with quick fan Winnows the buxom air; till within soar 270 Of tow'ring eagles, to' all the fowls he seems A phenix, gaz'd by all, as that sole bird, When to inshrine his reliques in the Sun's Bright temple, to Egyptian Thebes he flies. At once on th' eastern cliff of Paradise : 275 He lights, and to his proper shape returns A seraph wing'd; six wings he wore, to shade His lineamients divine ; the pair that clad Each shoulder broad came mantling o'er his breast

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