Of Daphne by Orontes, and th' inspir'd Castalian spring, might with this Paradise Of Eden strive; nor that Nyseian isle Girt with the river Triton, where old Cham, Whom Gentiles Ammon call and Lybian Jove, Hid Amalthea and her florid son
Young Bacchus from his stepdame Rhea's eye; Nor where Abassin kings their issue guard, Mount Amara, though this by some suppos'd True Paradise under the Ethiop line
By Nilus' head, inclos'd with shining rock, A whole day's journey high, but wide remote 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 In naked majesty seem'd lords of all, And worthy seem'd; for in their looks divine The image of their glorious Maker shone, Truth, wisdom, sanctitude severe and pure, (Severe but in true filial freedom plac'd) Whence true authority in men; though both Not equal, as their sex not equal seem'd; For contemplation he and valour form'd, For softness she and sweet attractive grace, He for God only, she for God in him : His fair large front and eye sublime declar'd, 300 Absolute rule; and hyacinthine locks.
Round from his parted forelock manly hung
Clust'ring, but not beneath his shoulders broad:
She as a veil down to the slender waist
Her unadorned golden tresses wore Dishevel'd, but in wanton ringlets wav'd As the vine curls her tendrils, which imply'd Subjection, but requir'd with gentle sway, And by her yielded, by him best receiv'd, Yielded with coy submission, modest pride, 310 And sweet reluctant amorous delay.
Nor those mysterious parts were then conceal'd, Then was not guilty shame, dishonest shame Of Nature's works, honour dishonourable, Sin-bred, how have ye troubled all mankind With shows instead, mere shows of seeming pure, And banish'd from man's life his happiest life, Simplicity and spotless innocence!
pa ss'd they naked on, nor shunn'd the sight Of God or Angel, for they thought no ili : 320 So hand in hand they pass'd, the loveliest pair That ever since in love's embraces met; Adam the goodiiest man of men since born His sons, the fairest of her daughters Eve. Under a tuft of shade that on a green Stood whisp'ring soft, by a fresh fountain side They sat them down: and after no more toil Of their sweet gard'ning labour than suffic'd To recommend cool Zephyr, and mid: ease More easy, wholesome thirst and appetite 350 More grateful, to their supper fruits they fell, Nectarine fruits which the compliant boughs
Yielded them, side-long as they sat recline On the soft downy bank damask'd with flowers: The savoury pulp they chew, and in the rind Still as they thirsted scoop the brimming stream; Nor gentle purpose, nor indearing smiles Wanted, nor youthful dalliance as beseems Fair couple, link'd in happy nuptial league, Alone as they. About them frisking play'd 340 All beasts of th' earth, since wild, and of all chase In wood or wilderness, forest or den;
Sporting the lion ramp'd, and in his paw Dandied the kid; bears, tigers, ounces, pards, Gambol'd 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, wove with Gordian twine His braided train, and of his fatal guile Gave proof unheeded; others on the grass Couch'd, and now fill'd with pasture gazing sat, Or bedward ruminating; for the sun Declin'd was hasting now with prone career To th' ocean isles, and in th' ascending scale Of Heav'n the stars that usher evening rose : When Satan still in gaze, as first he stood, Scarce thus at length fail'd speech recover'd sad.
O Hell! what do mine eyes with grief behold? Into our room of bliss thus high advanc'd Creatures of other mould, earth born perhaps, 360 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 The hand that form'd them on their shape hath pour'd.
Ah gentle pair, ye 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; Happy, but for so happy ill secur'd 370 Long to continue, and this high seat your Heaven Ill fenc'd for Heav'n to keep out such a foe As now is enter'd; yet no purpos'd foe Το you, whom I could pity thus forlorn, Though I unpitied: League with you I seek, And mutual amity so strait, 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 Accept your Maker's 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 Your numerous offspring; 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 do, yet public reason just,
Honour and empire with revenge enlarg'd,
By conqu'ring this new world, compels me now To do what else though damn'd I should abhor. So spake the Fiend, and with necessity, The tyrant's plea, excus'd his devilish deeds. Then from his lofty stand on that high tree Down he alights among the sportful herd Of those four-footed kinds, himself now one, Now other, as their shape serv'd best his end Nearer to view his prey, and unespy' 'd
To mark what of their state he more might learn By word or action mark'd: about them round 401 A lion now he stalks with fiery glare;
Then as a tiger, who by chance hath spy'd In some purlieu two gentle fawns at play, Strait couches close, then rising changes oft His couchant watch, as one who chose his ground, Whence rushing he might surest seize them both Grip'd in each paw: when Adam first of men To first of women Eve thus moving speech, Turn'd him all ear to hear new utterance flow. 410 Sole partner, and sole part, of all these joys, Dearer thyself than all; needs must the Power That made us, and for us this ample world, Be infinitely good, and of his good
As liberal and free as infinite;
That rais'd us from the dust and plac'd us here In all this happiness, who at his hand
Have nothing merited, nor can perform
Ought whereof he hath need, he who requires From us no other service than to keep
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