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    The Complete Poetry of John Milton

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      Are ever cleer. Whereof hee soon aware,

      120

      Each perturbation smooth’d with outward calm,

      Artificer of fraud; and was the first

      That practis’d falshood under saintly shew,

      Deep malice to conceal, couch’t with revenge:

      Yet not anough had practis’d to deceive

      125

      Uriel once warnd; whose eye pursu’d him down

      The way he went, and on th’ Assyrian mount

      Saw him disfigur’d,6 more then could befall

      Spirit of happie sort: his gestures fierce

      He mark’d and mad demeanour, then alone,

      130

      As he suppos’d, all unobserv’d, unseen.

      So on he fares, and to the border comes

      Of Eden, where delicious Paradise,

      Now nearer, Crowns with her enclosure green,

      As with a rural mound the champain head7

      135

      Of a steep wilderness, whose hairie sides

      With thicket overgrown, grottesque and wild,

      Access deni’d; and over head up grew

      Insuperable highth of loftiest shade,

      Cedar, and Pine, and Firr, and branching Palm,

      140

      A Silvan Scene, and as the ranks ascend

      Shade above shade, a woodie Theatre

      Of stateliest view. Yet higher then thir tops

      The verdurous wall of Paradise up sprung:

      Which to our general Sire gave prospect large

      145

      Into his neather Empire neighbouring round.

      And higher then that Wall a circling row

      Of goodliest Trees loaden with fairest Fruit,

      Blossoms and Fruit at once of golden hue

      Appeerd, with gay enameld colours mixt:

      150

      On which the Sun more glad impress’d his beams

      Then in fair Evening Cloud, or humid Bow,

      When God hath showrd the earth; so lovely seemd

      That Lantskip: And of pure now purer air

      Meets his approach, and to the heart inspires

      155

      Vernal delight and joy, able to drive

      All sadness but despair: now gentle gales

      Fanning thir odoriferous wings dispense

      Native perfumes, and whisper whence they stole

      Those balmie spoils. As when to them who sail

      160

      Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past

      Mozambic, off at Sea North-East winds blow

      Sabean8 Odours from the spicie shoar

      Of Arabie the blest, with such delay

      Well pleas’d they slack thir course, and many a League

      165

      Chear’d with the grateful smell old Ocean smiles.

      So entertaind those odorous sweets the Fiend

      Who came thir bane, though with them better pleas’d

      Then Asmodeus9 with the fishie fume,

      That drove him, though enamourd, from the Spouse

      170

      Of Tobits Son, and with a vengeance sent

      From Media post to Ægypt, there fast bound.

      Now to th’ ascent of that steep savage10 Hill

      Satan had journied on, pensive and slow;

      But further way found none, so thick entwin’d,

      175

      As one continu’d brake, the undergrowth

      Of shrubs and tangling bushes had perplext

      All path of Man or Beast that past that way:

      One Gate there only was, and that look’d East

      On th’ other side: which when th’ arch-fellon saw

      180

      Due entrance he disdaind, and in contempt,

      At one slight bound high overleap’d all bound

      Of Hill or highest Wall, and sheer within

      Lights on his feet. As when a prowling Wolf,

      Whom hunger drives to seek new haunt for prey,

      185

      Watching where Shepherds pen thir Flocks at eeve

      In hurdl’d Cotes amid the field secure,

      Leaps o’re the fence with ease into the Fould:

      Or as a Thief bent to unhoord the cash

      Of some rich Burgher, whose substantial dores,

      190

      Cross-barrd and bolted fast, fear no assault,

      In at the window climbs, or o’re the tiles;

      So clomb this first grand Thief into Gods Fould:

      So since into his Church lewd Hirelings climb.11

      Thence up he flew, and on the Tree of Life,

      195

      The middle Tree and highest there that grew,

      Sat like a Cormorant;12 yet not true Life

      Thereby regaind, but sat devising Death

      To them who liv’d; nor on the vertue thought

      Of that life-giving Plant, but only us’d

      200

      For prospect, what well us’d had bin the pledge

      Of immortality. So little knows

      Any, but God alone, to value right

      The good before him, but perverts best things

      To worst abuse, or to thir meanest use.

      205

      Beneath him with new wonder now he views

      To all delight of human sense expos’d

      In narrow room Natures whole wealth, yea more,

      A Heav’n on Earth: for blissful Paradise

      Of God the Garden was, by him in th’ East

      210

      Of Eden planted; Eden stretch’d her Line

      From Auran13 Eastward to the Royal Towrs

      Of great Seleucia, built by Grecian Kings,

      Or where the Sons of Eden long before

      Dwelt in Telassar:14 in this pleasant soil

      215

      His farr more pleasant Garden God ordaind;

      Out of the fertil ground he caus’d to grow

      All Trees of noblest kind for sight, smell, taste;

      And all amid them stood the Tree of Life,

      High eminent, blooming Ambrosial Fruit

      220

      Of vegetable Gold; and next to Life

      Our Death the Tree of Knowledge grew fast by,

      Knowledge of Good bought dear by knowing ill.

      Southward through Eden went a River15 large,

      Nor chang’d his course, but through the shaggie hill

      225

      Pass’d underneath ingulft, for God had thrown

      That Mountain as his Garden mould high rais’d

      Upon the rapid current, which through veins

      Of porous Earth with kindly thirst up drawn,

      Rose a fresh Fountain, and with many a rill

      230

      Waterd the Garden; thence united fell

      Down the steep glade, and met the neather Flood,

      Which from his darksom passage now appeers,

      And now divided into four main Streams,16

      Runs divers, wandring many a famous Realm

      235

      And Country whereof here needs no account,

      But rather to tell how, if Art could tell,

      How from that Saphire Fount the crisped Brooks,

      Rowling on Orient Pearl and sands of Gold,

      With mazie error17 under pendant shades

      240

      Ran Nectar, visiting each plant, and fed

      Flowrs worthy of Paradise which not nice Art

      In Beds and curious Knots,18 but Nature boon19

      Powrd forth profuse on Hill and Dale and Plain,

      Both where the morning Sun first warmly smote

      245

      The open field, and where the unpierc’t shade

      Imbrownd the noontide Bowrs: Thus was this place,

      A happy rural seat of various view;

      Groves whose rich Trees wept odorous Gumms and Balm,

      Others whose fruit burnisht with Golden Rind

      250

      Hung amiable, Hesperian Fables true,

      If true, here only, and of delicious taste:


      Betwixt them Lawns, or level Downs, and Flocks

      Grasing the tender herb, were interpos’d,

      Or palmie hilloc, or the flowrie lap

      255

      Of som irriguous Valley spred her store,

      Flowrs of all hue, and without Thorn the Rose:

      Another side, umbrageous Grots and Caves

      Of cool recess, o’re which the mantling vine

      Layes forth her purple Grape, and gently creeps

      260

      Luxuriant; mean while murmuring waters fall

      Down the slope hills, disperst, or in a Lake,

      That to the fringed Bank with Myrtle crownd,

      Her chrystal mirror holds, unite thir streams.

      The Birds thir quire apply; aires, vernal aires,

      265

      Breathing the smell of field and grove, attune

      The trembling leaves, while Universal Pan

      Knit with the Graces20 and the Hours in dance

      Led on th’ Eternal Spring. Not that fair field

      Of Enna, where Proserpin gathring flowrs

      270

      Her self a fairer Flowr by gloomie Dis

      Was gatherd,21 which cost Ceres all that pain

      To seek her through the world; nor that sweet Grove

      Of Daphne22 by Orontes, and th’ inspir’d

      Castalian Spring might with this Paradise

      275

      Of Eden strive; nor that Nyseian Ile23

      Girt with the River Triton, where old Cham24

      Whom Gentiles Ammon call and Lybian Jove,

      Hid Amalthea and her Florid Son

      Young Bacchus from his Stepdame Rhea’s eye;

      280

      Nor where Abassin25 Kings thir issue Guard,

      Mount Amara, though this by som suppos’d

      True Paradise under the Ethiop Line26

      By Nilus head, enclos’d with shining Rock,

      A whole dayes journey high, but wide remote

      285

      From this Assyrian Garden, where the Fiend

      Saw undelighted all delight, all kind

      Of living Creatures new to sight and strange:

      Two of far nobler shape erect and tall,

      Godlike erect, with native Honour clad

      290

      In naked Majestie seemd Lords of all,

      And worthie seemd, for in thir looks Divine

      The image of thir glorious Maker shon,

      Truth, Wisdom, Sanctitude severe and pure,

      Severe, but in true filial freedom plac’t;

      295

      Whence true autoritie in men; though both

      Not equal, as thir sex not equal seemd;

      For contemplation hee and valour formd,

      For softness shee and sweet attractive Grace,

      Hee for God only, shee for God in him:

      300

      His fair large Front and Eye sublime27 declar’d

      Absolute rule; and Hyacinthin Locks

      Round from his parted forelock manly hung

      Clustring, but not beneath his shoulders broad:

      Shee as a vail down to the slender waste

      305

      Her unadorned golden tresses wore

      Dissheveld, but in wanton28 ringlets wav’d

      As the Vine curls her tendrils, which impli’d

      Subjection,29 but requir’d with gentle sway,30

      And by her yeilded, by him best receiv’d,

      310

      Yeilded with coy submission, modest pride,

      And sweet reluctant amorous delay.

      Nor those mysterious parts were then conceald,

      Then was not guiltie shame, dishonest31 shame

      Of natures works, honor dishonorable,

      315

      Sin-bred, how have ye troubl’d all mankind

      With shews instead, meer shews of seeming pure,

      And banisht from mans life his happiest life,

      Simplicitie and spotless innocence.

      So pass’d they naked on, nor shund the sight

      320

      Of God or Angel, for they thought no ill:

      So hand in hand32 they pass’d, the loveliest pair

      That ever since in loves imbraces met,

      Adam33 the goodliest man of men since born

      His Sons, the fairest of her Daughters Eve.34

      325

      Under a tuft of shade that on a green

      Stood whispering soft, by a fresh Fountain side

      They sat them down, and after no more toil

      Of thir sweet Gardning labour then suffic’d

      To recommend cool Zephyr, and made ease

      330

      More easie, wholsom thirst and appetite

      More grateful, to thir Supper Fruits they fell,

      Nectarine Fruits which the compliant boughs

      Yeilded them, side-long as they sat recline

      On the soft downie Bank damaskt with flowrs:

      335

      The savourie pulp they chew, and in the rind

      Still as they thirsted scoop the brimming stream;

      Nor gentle purpose,35 nor endearing smiles

      Wanted, nor youthful dalliance as beseems

      Fair couple, linkt in happie nuptial League,

      340

      Alone as they. About them frisking playd

      All Beasts of th’ Earth, since wild, and of all chase

      In Wood or Wilderness, Forrest or Den;

      Sporting the Lion ramp’d, and in his paw

      Dandl’d the Kid; Bears, Tygers, Ounces, Pards

      345

      Gambold before them, th’ unwieldy Elephant

      To make them mirth us’d all his might, and wreath’d

      His Lithe Proboscis; close the Serpent sly

      Insinuating,36 wove with Gordian twine

      His breaded train, and of his fatal guile

      350

      Gave proof unheeded; others on the grass

      Coucht, and now fild with pasture gazing sat,

      Or Bedward ruminating: for the Sun

      Declin’d was hasting now with prone carreer37

      To th’ Ocean Iles,38 and in th’ ascending Scale

      355

      Of Heav’n the Starrs that usher Evening rose:

      When Satan still in gaze, as first he stood,

      Scarce thus at length faild speech recoverd sad.

      O Hell! what doe mine eyes with grief behold,

      Into our room of bliss thus high advanc’t

      360

      Creatures of other mould, earth-born perhaps,

      Not Spirits, yet to heav’nly Spirits bright

      Little inferior; whom my thoughts pursue

      With wonder, and could love, so lively shines

      In them Divine resemblance, and such grace

      365

      The hand that formd them on thir shape hath pourd

      Ah gentle pair, yee little think how nigh

      Your change approaches, when all these delights

      Will vanish and deliver ye to woe,

      More woe, the more your taste is now of joy;

      370

      Happie, but for so happie ill secur’d

      Long to continue, and this high seat your Heav’n

      Ill fenc’t for Heav’n to keep out such a foe

      As now is enterd; yet no purpos’d foe

      To you whom I could pittie thus forlorn

      375

      Though I unpittied: League with you I seek,

      And mutual amitie so streight, so close,

      That I with you must dwell, or you with me

      Henceforth; my dwelling haply may not please

      Like this fair Paradise, your sense, yet such

      380

      Accept your Makers work; he gave it me,

      Which I as freely give; Hell shall unfold,

      To entertain you two, her widest Gates,

      And send forth all her Kings; there will be room,

      Not like these narrow limits, to receive

      385

      Your numero
    us ofspring; if no better place,

      Thank him who puts me loath to this revenge

      On you who wrong me not for him who wrong’d.

      And should I at your harmless innocence

      Melt, as I doe, yet public reason just,

      390

      Honour and Empire with revenge enlarg’d,

      By conquering this new World, compels me now

      To do what else though damnd I should abhorr.

      So spake the Fiend, and with necessitie,

      The Tyrants plea, excus’d his devilish deeds.

      395

      Then from his loftie stand on that high Tree

      Down he alights among the sportful Herd

      Of those fourfooted kinds, himself now one,

      Now other, as thir shape serv’d best his end

      Neerer to view his prey, and unespi’d

      400

      To mark what of thir state he more might learn

      By word or action markt: about them round

      A Lion now he stalks with fierie glare,

      Then as a Tiger, who by chance hath spi’d

      In some Purlieu two gentle Fawns at play,

      405

      Strait couches close, then rising changes oft

      His couchant watch, as one who chose his ground

      Whence rushing he might surest seise them both

      Grip’t in each paw: when Adam first of men

      To first of women Eve thus moving speech,

      410

      Turnd him all ear to hear new utterance flow.

      Sole partner and sole part of all these joyes,

      Dearer thy self then all; needs must the Power

      That made us, and for us this ample World

      Be infinitly good, and of his good

      415

      As liberal and free as infinite,

      That rais’d us from the dust and plac’t us here

      In all this happiness, who at his hand

      Have nothing merited, nor can perform

      Aught whereof hee hath need, hee who requires

      420

      From us no other service then to keep

      This one, this easie charge, of all the Trees

     


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