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“ By us oft seen ; his dewy locks distilled
Deigns none to ease thy load, and taste thy sweet,
Longer thy offered good; why else set here?' “ This said, he paused not, but with venturous arm “ He plucked, -he tasted; me damp horror chilled " At such bold words vouched with a deed so bold : “ But he thus, overjoyed : 'O fruit divine !
Sweet of thyself, but much more sweet thus cropt ! “ Forbidden here, it seems, as only fit “For gods, yet able to make gods of men :
70 “ And why not gods of men, since good, the more
Communicated, more abundant grows, “ The author not impaired, but honoured more?
Here, happy creature, fair angelic Eve, “ Partake thou also; happy though thou art,
Happier thou mayst be, worthier canst not be:
Taste this, and be henceforth among the gods “ Thyself a goddess; not to earth confined, “ But sometimes in the air, as we, sometimes “ Ascend to Heaven, by merit thine, and see
80 “What life the gods live there, and such live thou !' “ So saying he drew nigh, and to me held, — “ Even to my mouth,—of that same fruit held part “ Which he had plucked: the pleasant savoury smell “ So quickened appetite, that I, methought, “ Could not but taste. Forthwith up to the clouds “ With him I flew, and underneath beheld “ The earth outstretched immense,- -a prospect wide “ And various, --wondering at my flight and change “ To this high exaltation: suddenly
My guide was gone; and I, methought, sunk down, “ And fell asleep: but, 0, how glad I waked “ To find this but a dream !” Thus Eve her night Related, and thus Adam answered sad:
Best image of myself, and dearer half !
“ The trouble of thy thoughts this night in sleep
May come and go, so unapproved; and leave
Waking thou never wilt consent to do. “ Be not disheartened then; nor cloud those looks, «That wont to be more cheerful and serene “ 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,
So cheered he his fair spouse, and she was cheered;
So all was cleared, and to the field they haste.
“ These are thy glorious works, Parent of good!
Almighty! Thine this universal frame, “ Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then ! “Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens, “ 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! for ye behold him, and with songs “ And choral symphonies, day without night, “ Circle his throne rejoicing :-ye in Heaven; “ On Earth join all ye creatures to extol "Him first, him last, him midst, and without end !
“ 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 gained, and when thou fall'st.
“ Moon! that now meet'st the orient Sun, now fiiest,