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Brought her in naked beauty more adorn’d,
More lovely than Pandora, whom the Gods
Endow'd with all their gifts, and O too like 715
In fad event, when to th' unwiser son
Of Japhet brought by Hermes, she insnar'd
Mankind with her fair looks, to be aveng'd
On him who had stole Jove's authentic fire.

Thus at their shady lodge arriv'd, both stood, 720
Both turn'd, and under open sky ador'd
The God that made both sky, air, earth, and heaven,
Which they beheld, the moon's resplendent globe,
And starry pole : Thou also mad'st the night,
Maker omnipotent, and thou the day, . 725
Which we in our appointed work employ'd
Have finish’d, happy in our mutual help
And mutual love, the crown of all our bliss
Ordain’d by thee, and this delicious place
*For us too large, where thy abundance wants : 730
Partakers, and uncropt falls to the ground.
But thou hast promis’d from us two a race . .
To fill the earth, who shall with us extol
Thy goodness infinite, both when we wake,
And when we seek, as now, thy gift of sleep. 735

This said unanimous, and other rites
Observing none, but adoration pure
Which God likes beft, into their inmost bower
Handed they went; and, eas'd the putting off
These troublesome disguises which we wear, 740

Strait side by side were laid ; nor turn'd I ween . Adam from his fair spouse, nor Eve the rites


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Mysterious of connubial love refus’d:
Whatever hypocrites austerely talk
Of purity and place and innocence,

Defaming as impure what God declares
Pure, and commands to some, leaves free to all. :
Our Maker bids increase; who bids abstain
But our Deltroyer, foe to God and Man?
Hail wedded Love, mysterious law, true fource 750
Of human offspring, sole propriety
In Paradise of all things common else.
By thee adult'rous luft was driv’n from men
Among the bestial herds to range; by thee
Founded in reason, loyal, just, and pure,
Relations dear, and all the charities
Of father, fon, and brother, first were known.
Far be' it, that I should write thee fin or blame,
Or think thee unbefitting holiest place,
Perpetual fountain of domestic sweets

760 Whose bed is undefil'd and chalte pronounc'd, Present, or past, as faints and patriarchs us’d. Here love his golden fhafts employs, here lights His constant lamp, and waves his purple wings, Reigns here and revels; not in the bought smile 765 Of harlots, loveless, joyless, unindear’d, Casual fruition; nor in court amours, Mix'd dance, or wanton mak, or midnight ball, Or serenate, which the starv'd lover sings To his proud fair, best quitted with disdain.

770 These lulld by nightingales embracing slept, And on their naked limbs the flow'ry roof


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Show’rd roses, which the morn repair’d. Sleep on,
Bleft pair; and 0.yet happieft, if ye seek
No happier state, and know to know no more. 775

Now had night measur'd with her shadowy cone
Half way up hill this vast sublunar vault,
And from their ivory port the Cherubim
Forth iffuing at th' accustom'd hour ftood arm’d
To their night watches in warlike parade, 780
When Gabriel to his next in pow'r thus fpake.

Uzziel, half these draw off, and coast the south
With strictest watch; these other wheel the north;
Our circuit meets full weft. As flame they part,
Half wheeling to the shield, half to the spear. 785
From these, two strong and subtle Spi'rits he call?d
That near him stood, and gave them chus in charge.

Ithuriel and Zephon, with wing'd speed
Search through this garden, leave unsearch'd no nook;
But chiefly where those two fair creatures lodge, 790
Now laid perhaps asleep secure of harm.
This evening from the sun's decline arriv'd
Who tells of fome infernal Spirit seen
Hitherward bent (who could have thought ?) escap'd
The bars of Hell, on errand bad no doubt: 795
Such where'ye find, feise faft, and hither bring.

So saying, on he led his radiant files,
Dazling the moon; these to the bow'r direct
In search of whom they fought: him there they found
Squat like a'toad, close at the ear of Eve, 800
Assaying by his devilish art to reach
The organs of her fancy', and with them forge


Illusions as he list, phantasms and dreams,
Or if, inspiring venom, he might taint
Th' animal spirits that from pure blood arise 803
Like gentle breaths from rivers pure, thence raise
At least distemper'd, discontented thoughts,
Vain hopes, vain aims, inordinate defires,
Blown up with high conceits ingendring pride.
Him thus intent Ithuriel with his spear 810
Touch'd lightly ; for no falfhood can indure
Touch of celestial temper, but returns
Of force to its own likeness: up he starts
Discover'd and surpris’d. As when a spark
Lights on a heap of nitrous powder, laid
Fit for the tun some magazine to store
Against a rumor'd war, the smutty grain
With sudden blaze diffus'd inflames the air:
So started up in his own fhape the Fiend.
Back ftept those two fair Angels half amaz'd 830
So sudden to behold the grilly king;
Yet thus, unmov'd with fear, accost him soon..

Which of those rebel Spi'rits adjudg'd to Hell
Com'it thou,' escap'd thy prison ? and transform’d,
Why fatst thou like an enemy in wait,

829 W were watching at the head of these that sleep? - SC

Know ye not then, said Satan fill'd with scorn, renow ye not me? ye knew me once no mate of you, there sitting where ye durft not foar:

830 Not to know me argues yourselves unknown, The lowest of your throng; or if ye know,

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Your message, like to end as much in vain ? :

To whom thus Zephon, answ'ring scorn with scorn. Think not, revolted Spi'rit, thy shape the fame, 835 Or undiminish'd brightness to be known, As when thou stood’ft in Heav'n upright and pure ; That glory then, when thou no more wast good, Departed from thee'; and thou resemblest now Thy sin and place of doom obscure and foul. 840 But come, for thou, be sure, shalt give account

To him who fent us, whose charge is to keep - This place inviolable, and these from harm. È So spake the Cherub; and his grave rebuke, Severe in youthful beauty, added grace 845 invincible: abash'd the Devil ftood, And felt how awful goodness is, and saw Virtue’ in her shape how lovely; saw, and pin'd His loss; but chiefly to find here observ'd - His lustre visibly impair’d; yet seem'd

850 Undaunted. If I must contend, said he, Best with the best, the sender not the sent, Or all at once; more glory will be won, Or less be loft. Thy fear, said Zephon bold, Will save us trial what the least can do

855 Single against thee wicked, and thence weak.

The Fiend reply'd not, overcome with rage; But, like a proud steed rein'd, went haughty on, Champing his iron curb; to strive or fly He held it vain; awe from above had quell'd 860 His heart, not else dismay'd. Now drew they nigh The western point, where those half-rounding guards - VOL. X..


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