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Where he first lighted, soon discern'd his looks 570
Alien from Heav'n, with passions foul obscur’d:
Mine eye pursu'd him ftill, but under shade
Loft sight of him ; one of the banishe crew
I fear, hath ventur'd from the deep to raise
New troubles; him thy care must be to find. $75

To whom the winged Warriour thus return'd:
l'riel, no wonder if thy perfect fight,
Amid the Sun's bright circle where thou sitst,
See för and wide : in at this Gate none pass
The vigilance here plac'd, but such as come 580
Well known from Heav'n; and since Meridian hour
No Creature thence : if Spirit of other sort,
So minded, have o'erleapt these eart hie bounds
On purpose, hard thou know'st it to exclude
Spiritual substance with corporeal bar.

But if within the circuit of these walks,
In whatsoever shape he Jurk, of whom
Thou tell'st, by morrow dawning I hall know.

So promis'd he, and Vriel to his charge 589
Return'd on that bright beam, whole point now rais’d
Bore him flope downward to the Sun now fallin
Beneath th’ Azores; whither the prime Orb,
Incredible how swift, had thither rowi'd
Diurnal, or this less volubil Earth
By shorter flight to th'East, and left him there 595
Arraying with reflected Purple and Gold
The Clouds that on his Western Throne attend:
Now came ftill Evening on, and Twilight gray
Had in her fober Livery all things clad;

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Silence accompanied, for Beast and Bird
They to their graslie Couch, these to their Nefts
Were Punk, all but the wakeful Nightingale;
She all night long her amorous descant sung;
Silence was pleas’d: now glow'd the Firmament
With living Saphirs : Hesperus that led 605
The starry Host, rode brightest, till the Moon
Rising in clouded Majesty, a: length
Apparent Queen unvail'd her peerless light,
And o'er the dark her Silver Mantle threw.

When Adam thus to Eve: Fair Confort, th? hour
Of night, and all things now retir'd to rest
Mind us of like repose, fince God hath set
Labour and rest, as day and night to men
Successive, and the timely dew of sleep
Now falling with soft slumbrous weight inclines 615
Our eye-lids; other Creatures all day long
Rove idle unimploy'd, and less need rest;
Man hath his daily work of body or mind
Appointed, which declares his Dignity,
And the regard of Heav'ri on all his ways;
While other Animals unactive range,
And of their doings God takes no account.
To morrow e'er fresh morning streak the East
With fisst approach of light, we must be ris’n,
And at our pleasant labour, to reform
Yon Aoury Arbours, yonder Allies green,
Our walk at noon, with branches overgrown,
That mock our scent manuring, and require
More hands than ours to lop their wanton growth:



Those Blossoms also, and those dropping Gums, 630
That lie bestrown unlightly and unsmooth,
Ask riddance, if we mean to tread with ease;
Mean while, as Nature wills, Night bids us reft.

To whom thus Eve with perfect beauty adorn'd.
My Author and Disposer, what thou bidst 635
Unargu'd I obey; so God ordains,
God is thy Law, thou mine : to know no more
Is woman's happiest knowledge and her praise.
With thee conversing I forget all time,
All seasons and their change, all please alike. 640
Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet,
With charm of earliest Birds ; pleasant the Sun
When first on this delightful Land he spreads
His orient Beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flour,
Gliftring with dew; fragrant the fertil Earth

After soft showers; and sweet the coming on
Of grateful Eevning mild, the filent Night
With this her folemn Bird, and this fair Moon,
And these the Gems of Heav'n, her farry train:
But neither breath of Morn, when the ascends 650
With charm of earliest Birds, nor rising Sun
On this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, flour,
Glistring with dew, nor fragrance after showers,
Nor grateful Evening mild, nor silent Night,
With this her solemn Bird, nor walk by Moon 655
Or glittering Star-light without thee is sweet.
But wherefore all night long shine these, for whom
This glorious fight, when fleep hath fhut all eyes:

To whom our general Ancestor reply'd,

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Daughter of God and Man, accomplisht Eve, 660
Those have their course to finish, round the Earth,
By morrow Eeyning, and from Land to Land
In order, though to Nations yet unborn,
Ministring light prepar’d, they set and rise ;
Left total darkness should by Night regain
Her old poffeffion, and extinguish life
In Nature and all things, which these soft fires
Not only enlighten, but with kindly heat
Of various influence foment and warme,
Temper or nourish, or in part thed down 670
Their stellar virtue on all kinds that

On Earth, made hereby apter to receive
Perfection from the Sun's more potent Ray.
These then, though unbeheld in deep of night, 574
Shine not in vain, nor think, though men were none,
That Hear'n would want spectators, God want praise;
Millions of spiritual Creatures walk the Earth
Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep:
All these with ceaseless praise his works behold
Both day and night: how often from the steep 680
Of echoing Hill or Thicker have we heard
Celestial voices to che midnight air,
Sole, or responsive to each others note
Singing their great Creator : oft in bands
While they keep watch, or nightly rounding walk,
With Heav'nly touch of instrumental sounds 686
In full harmonic number join'd, their songs
Divide the night, and lift our thoughts to Heaven,

Thus talking hand in hand alone they pass’d


On to their blissful Bower ; it was a place 690
Chos'n by the sov'reign Planter, when he fram'd
All things to man's delightful use ; the roof
Of thickeit covert was inwoven fade
Laurel and Mirtle, and what higher grew
Of firm and fragrant leaf ; on either side
Acanthus, and each odorous bushy sharub
Fenc'd up the verdant wall; each beauteous flour,
Iris all hues, Roses, and Geflamin
Reard high their flourisit heads between,and wrought
Mofaic ; underfoot the Violet,

Crocus, and Hyacinth with rich inlay
Border'd the ground, more colour'd than with stone
Of costlieft Emblem: other Creature here
Beaft, Bird, Infect, or Worm durst enter none;
Such was their awe of Man. In shadie Bower 705
More sacred and sequefter'd, though but feign'd,
Pan or Sylvanus never slept, nor Nymph,
Nor Faunus haunted. Here in close recess
With Flouers, Garlands, and sweet-smelling Herbs
Espoused Eve deckt first her nuptial Bed,
And Heav'nly Quires the Hymenäan sung,
What day the genial Ángel to our Sire
Brought her in naked Beauty more adorn'd,
More lovely than Parera, whom the Gods
Endow'd with all their gifts, and o too like 715
In sad event, when to th' unwiser Son
Of Japłet brought by Hermes, the ensnar'd
Mankind with her fair looks, to be aveng'd.
On him who had stole Jove's authentic fixe.



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