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Here let us live, though in fall’n state, con


180 So spake, so wish'd much-humbld Eve;

but fate Subscrib'd not: Nature first gave signs, im

press’d On bird, beast, air: air suddenly eclips'd After short blush of morn: nigh in her light, The bird of Jove, stoop'd from his aery


185 Two birds of gayeft plume before drove. Down from a hill the beast, that reigns in

woods, First hunter then, pursu'd a gentle brace, Goodliest of all the forest, hart and hind: Direct to th'. castern gate was bent their


190 Adam observ'd, and with his eye the chase Persuing, not unmov'd, to Eve thus (pake.

O Eve! Come further change awaits us nigh, Which Heav'n by these mute figns in nature

shows, Forerunners of his purpose: or to warn 195 Us haply too secure from death relas'd Some days: how long, and what till then

our life, Who knows,

or more than this, that we are

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And thither must return and be no more? 200


Why else this double object in our light,
Of flight pursu'd in th' air, and o'er the

ground, One way the self-Came hour? Why in the east Darkness e're day's mid course, and morning

light More orient in yon western cloud,


205 O'er the blue firmament a radiant white;, And flow defcends, with something heav'nly

fraught? He err'd: not; for by this the heav'nly

bands Down from a sky of jasper lighted now In Paradise, and on a hill made halt: A glorious apparition! had not doubt And carnal fear that day dimm'd Adam's eye. Not that more glorious, when the Angels met Jacob in Mahanaim, where he saw The field pavilion'd with his guardians


215 Nor that, which on the flaming mount: ap

pear'd In Dothan, cov'd with a camp of fire, Against the Syrian king; who to surprise One man, assassin like, had levied war, War unproclaim'd. The princely Hierarch 220 In their bright stand there left his Pow'rs, to




Poffeffion of the garden: alone,
To find, where Adam shelter'd, took his way;
Not unperceiv’d of Adam, who to Eve,
While the great visitant approach'd, thus


225 Eve, now expect great tidings, which

perhaps Of us will soon determine; or iinpose New laws to be observ'd: for I descry, From yonder blazing cloud, that veils the hill One of the heav'nly host, and by his gait 230 None of the meaneft : some great Potentate, Or of the Thrones above; such majesty Invests him coming! yet not terrible That I should fear, nor sociably mild, As Raphael, that I should much confide. 235 But solemn and sublime : whom not t' offend, With reverence I must meet, and thou retire. He ended, and th’ Arch-Angel soon drew

nigh, Not in his shape celestial, but as man Clad to meet man: over his lucid arms 240 A military vest of purple flow'd, Livelier than Meliboean, or the grain Of Sarra, worn by Kings and Heroes old In time of truce: Iris had dipt the woof: His 'starry helm'unbuckld, shew'd him


245 In manhood, where youth ended : by his fide

As in à glist’ring Zodiac hung the sword, Satan's dire dread; and in his hand the spear. Adam bow'd low: he kingly from his state Inclin'd not, but his coming thus declar'd. 250 Adam! Heav’n’s high - behest no preface

needs: Sufficient that thy pray’rs are heard, and

Death, Then due by sentence when thou didst tranf

gress, Defeated of his seisure may day's Giv'n thee of grace, wherein thou may'ft


255 And one bad act with many deeds well

done May'st cover: well may then thy Lord, ap

peasid, Redeem thee quite from Death's rapacious

claim. But longer in this Paradise to dwell Permits not: to remove thee I am come, 260 And send thee from the garden forth, to till The ground, whence thou wast taken, fitter

soil. He added not; fr Adam at the news Heart-struck with chilling- gripe of sorrow

stood, That all his senfes bound! Eve, who un



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Yet all had heard, with audible lament
Discover'd soon the place of her retire.

O unexpected stroke, worse than of Death! Must I thus leave thee, Paradise ? thus leave Thee, native foil, these happy walks and


270 Fit haunt of Gods ? where I had hope to

fpend, Quiet though sad, the respit of that day, That must be mortal to us both! O flow'rs, That never will in other climate grow; My early visitation, and my last

275 At ev'n, which I bred up with tender hand - From the first op’ning bud, and gave you

names, Who now shall rear you to the Sun, or rank Your tribes, and water from th' ambrosial

fount? Thee lastly, nuptial bow'r, by me adorn’d 280 With what to light or smell was sweet, -from


How shall I part, and whither wander down
Into a lower world; to this obscure
And wild? How shall we breathe in other

air Less pure, accustom’d to immortal fruits ? 085

Whom thus the Angel interrupted mild: Lament not, Eve, put patiently resign, What juftly thou hast loft: nor set thy heart

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