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To Satan only like both crime and doom.
O Conscience! into what abyss of fears
And horrors hast thou driv'n me? Out of which
I find no way, from deep to deeper plung’d!

Thus Adam to himself lamented loud 845 Through the still night, not now, as ere man

fell, Wholesome and cool, and mild; but with

black air Accompanied : with damps and dreadful

gloom; Which to his evil conscience represented All things with double terror. On the


850 Outstretch'd he lay, on the cold ground, and

oft Curs'd his creation; Death as oft accus'd Of tardy execution, since denounc'd The day of his offence. Why comes not Death, Said he, with one thrice acceptable firoke 855 To end me? shall truth fail to keep her word, Justice divine not hasten to be just? But Death comes not at call, justice divine Mends not her fleweit pace for prayers or

crias. O woods, o fountains, *) hillocks, dales, and



*) Perhaps it shou'd be, Hills, Rocks,

With other echo late I thaught your shades
To answer, and resound far other song!
Whom thus afflicted when fad Eve beheld,
Defolate where she fat, approaching nigh,
Soft words to his fierce pallion she aslay'd : 865
But her with stern regard he thus repellid.
Out of my light, thou serpent! That

name best Befits thee with him leagu'd; thyself as false And hateful: nothing wants, but that thy

shape, Like his, and color serpentine, may show 870 Thy inward fraud; to warn all creatures from

thee' Henceforth; left that too heav'nly form, pre

tended To hellish falsehood snare them! But for thee I had persisted happy; had not thy pride And wand'ring vanity, when least was safe, 875 Rejected my forewarning, and disdain'd Not to be trufted; longing to be seen, Though by the Devil himself; him overwee

ning To over reach: but with the serpent meeting Fool'd and beguild, by him thou, I by thee 880 To trust thee from my side; imagin’d wise, Constant, mature, proof against all assaults, And understood not all was but a show Rather than sólid virtue; all but a rib


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Crooked by nature, bent, as now appears, 885
More'to the part finifter, from me drawn;
Well if thrown out, as supernumerary
To my just number found. O! why did

Creator wise, that peopled highest Heav'n
With spirits masculine, create at last 890
This novelty on earth, this fair defect
Of nature, and not.fill the world at once
With men as Angels without feminine,
Or find some other way to generate
Mankind ? This mischief had not then be-


895 And more that Chall befall: innumerable Disturbances on earth through female snares, And strait conjunction with this sex : for either He never shall find' out fit mete; but such As some misfortune brings him,


900 Or whom he wishes most, shail seldom gain Through her perverseness; but shall see her

By a far worse: or if she love, withheld
By parents ; or his happiest choice too late
Shall meet,

already link'd and wedlok-

905 To a fell adversary, his hate, or Chame: Which infinite calamity shall cause To human life, and houshold

peace confound.

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He added not, and from her turn’d; But

Eve Not so repnls'd, with tears that ceas'd not


910 And trelles all disorder'd, at his feed Fell humble; and embracing them befought His peace, and thus proceeded in her plaint,

Forsake me not thus, Adam! Witness Heav'n What love fincere, and, reverence in my


915 I bear thee, and unweeting have offended, Unbappily deceiv'd! thy suppliant I beg, and cialp thy knees; bereave me not, Whereon I live! thy gentle looks, 'thy aid, Thy counsel in this uttermost difirefs,

920 My only strength and stay! Forlorn of thee, Whither Chall I betake me, where subfist ? While yet we live, scarce one short hour

perhaps, Between us two let there be peace, both joi

ning, As join'd in injuries, one enmity

925 Against a foe by doom express assign'd us, That cruel serpent! On me exercise not Thy hatred for this misery befall'n: On me already lost! Me, than thyself More miserable! both have finn'd; but thou 930 Against God only; I against God, and thee: And to the place of jugdment will return.

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There with my cries importune Heav'n, that

all : The sentence, from thy head remov'd, may

light On fole cause to thee of all this woe, 935 Me, me only, just object of his ire!

She ended weeping; and her lowly plight Immoveable till peace obtain'd from fault Acknowledg'd, and deplor’d, in Adam wrought Commiferation : foon his heart relented 940 Towards her, his life lo late and sole delight, Now at his feet fubmiflive in distress! Creature so fair his reconcilement secking, His counsel, whom she had displeas'd, his aid! As one disarm’d, his anger all he lost; 945 And' thus with paceful words uprais'd her

foon. Unwary, and too desirous as before, So now of what thou know'st not, who de

first The punishment all on thyself! Alas! Bear thine own first; ill able to sustain 950 His full wrath, whose thou" feel'ft as yet least

part, And my displeasure bear'st so ill. If pray'rs Could alter high decrees, I to that place, Would speed before thee, and be louder heard, That on my head all might be visited, 955 Thy frailty and infhmer sex forgiv'n,

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