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Variously representing; yet, ftill free,

Approve the best, and follow what I approvė.

To love thou blam'ft me not, for love thou fay'st
Leads up to Heav'n, is both the way and guide;
Bear with me then, If lawful what I afk;

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Love not the heav'nly Spi rits, and how their love 615 Express they, by looks only, or do they mix Irradiance; virtual or immediate touch?

To whom the Angel, with a fmile that glow'd Celestial rofy red, love's proper hue,

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Us happy, and without love no happiness.
Whatever pure thou in the body enjoy'st,

(And pure

thou wert created) we enjoy

In eminence, and obftacle find none

Of membrane, joint, or limb, exclusive bars;
Easier than air with air, if Spirits embrace,

Total they mix, union of

pure with

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Defiring; nor restrain'd conveyance need,

As flesh to mix with flesh, or foul with foul.

But I can now no more; the parting fun,

Beyond the earth's green Cape, and verdant Iles,

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Hefperian fets, my fignal to depart.

Be strong, live happy, and love; but first of all
Him whom to love is to obey, and keep

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The weal or woe in thee is plac'd; beware.

I in thy perfevering fhall rejoice,

And all the Bleft: ftand faft; to ftand or fall

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Free in thine own arbitrement it lies.
Perfect within, no outward aid require;
And all temptation to tranfgrefs repel.

So faying, he arofe; whom Adam thus
Follow'd with benediction. Since to part,
Go heav'nly Guest, ethereal Messenger,
Sent from whose sovran goodness I adore.
Gentle to me and affable hath been

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Thy condescension, and shall be honor'd ever
With grateful memory: thou to mankind

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Be good and friendly ftill, and oft return.

So parted they, the Angel up to Heaven

From the thick fhade, and Adam to his bower.

The end of the Eighth Book.

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NINTH BOOK

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PARADISE LOST.

Satan having compafs' d the Earth, with meditated guile returns as a mift by night into Paradife, enters into the Serpent fleeping. Adam and Eve in the morning go forth to their labors, which Eve propofes to divide in feveral places, each laboring apart: Adam confents not, alledging the danger, left that enemy, of whom they were forewarn'd, should attempt her found alone: Eve loath to be thought not circumSpect or firm enough, urges her going apart, the rather defirous to make trial of her ftrength; Adam at last yields: The Serpent finds her alone; his fubtle approach, first gazing, then speaking, with much flattery extolling Eve above all other creatures. Eve wond'ring to hear the Serpent fpeak, afks how he attain'd to human speech and fuch understanding not till now; the Serpent anfwers, that by tasting of a certain tree in the garden he attain'd both to speech and reason, till then void of both: Eve requires him to bring her to that tree, and finds it to be the tree of knowledge forbidden: The Serpent now grown bolder, with many wiles and arguments induces her at length to eat; she pleas'd with the tafte deliberates a while whether to impart thereof to Adam or not, at last brings him of the fruit, relates what perfuaded her to eat thereof: Adam at first amaz'd, but perceiving her loft, refolves through vehemence of love to perish with her; and extenuating the trespass eats also of the fruit: The effects thereof in them both; they feek to cover their nakedness; then fall to variance and accufation of one another.

PARADISE LOST.

BOOK IX.

O more of talk where God, or Angel guest,

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With Man, as with his friend, familiar us'd

To fit indulgent, and with him partake
Rural repast, permitting him the while
Venial discourse unblam'd: I now must change
Those notes to tragic; foul distrust, and breach
Difloyal on the part of Man, revolt,

And disobedience; on the part of Heaven,
Now alienated, distance and distaste,

woe,

Anger, and just rebuke, and judgment given;
That brought into this world, a world of
Sin, and her shadow Death, and Misery
Death's harbinger: Sad task, yet argument
Not lefs,but more heroic, than the wrath
Of stern Achilles on his foe pursu'd
Thrice fugitive about Troy wall; or rage
Of Turnus for Lavinia disespous'd;
Or Neptune's ire, or Juno's, that so long
Perplex'd the Greek and Cytherea's Son;
If answerable ftile I can obtain

Of my celeftial patronefs, who deigns

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