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Ganges and Indus. Thus the orb he roam'd
With narrow search; and with inspection deep
Consider'd every creature, which of all

Most opportune might serve his wiles, and found
The serpent subtlest beast of all the field.
Him after long debate, irresolute

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Of thoughts revolv'd, his final sentence chose

Fit vessel, fittest imp of fraud, in whom

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To enter, and his dark suggestions hide
From sharpest sight: for in the wily snake
Whatever sleights none would suspicious mark,
As from his wit and native subtlety
Proceeding, which in other beasts observ'd
Doubt might beget of diabolic pow'r,
Active within beyond the sense of brute.
Thus he resolv'd; but first from inward grief
His bursting passion into plaints thus pour'd:

'O Earth! how like to Heav'n, if not preferr'd
More justly, seat worthier of gods, as built
With second thoughts, reforming what was old!
For what God after better worse would build?
Terrestrial Heav'n, danc't round by other Heav'ns
That shine, yet bear their bright officious lamps,
Light above light, for thee alone, as seems,
In thee concentring all their precious beams
Of sacred influence: as God in Heav'n
Is centre, yet extends to all, so thou
Centring receiv'st from all those orbs; in thee,
Not in themselves, all their known virtue appears
Productive in herb, plant, and nobler birth
Of creatures animate with gradual life

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Of growth, sense, reason, all summ'd up in Man.
With what delight could I have walk't thee round,
If I could joy in aught, sweet interchange
Of hill, and valley, rivers, woods and plains,
Now land, now sea, and shores with forest crown'd,
Rocks, dens, and caves; but I in none of these
Find place or refuge; and the more I see

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Pleasures about me, so much more I feel

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Torment within me, as from the hateful siege

Of contraries; all good to me becomes

Bane, and in Heav'n much worse would be my state.

But neither here seek I, no nor in Heav'n

To dwell, unless by mastring Heav'ns Supreme;

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Nor hope to be myself less miserable

By what I seek, but others to make such

As I, though thereby worse to me redound;
For only in destroying I find ease

To my relentless thoughts; and him destroy'd,
Or won to what may work his utter loss,

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For whom all this was made, all this will soon

Follow, as to him linkt in weal or woe,

In woe then; that destruction wide may range :
To me shall be the glory sole among

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The infernal Powers, in one day to have marr'd,
What he Almighty styl'd, six nights and days
Continu'd making, and who knows how long
Before had been contriving, though perhaps
Not longer than since I in one night freed
From servitude inglorious well nigh half
Th' angelic name, and thinner left the throng
Of his adorers: he to be aveng'd,

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And to repair his numbers thus impair'd,

Whether such virtue spent of old now fail'd
More angels to create, if they at least
Are his created, or to spite us more,
Determin'd to advance into our room

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A creature form'd of earth, and him endow,
Exalted from so base original

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With Heav'nly spoils, our spoils: what he decreed

He effected; Man he made, and for him built

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I dread, and to elude, thus wrapt in mist
Of midnight vapour glide obscure, and pry
In every bush and brake, where hap may find
The serpent sleeping, in whose mazy folds
To hide me, and the dark intent I bring.

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O foul descent! that I who erst contended

With gods to sit the highest, am now constrain'd

Into a beast, and mixt with bestial slime,

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This essence to incarnate and imbrute,

That to the height of deity aspir'd;

But what will not ambition and revenge

Descend to? who aspires, must down as low

As high he soar'd, obnoxious first or last

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To basest things. Revenge, at first though sweet,
Bitter ere long back on itself recoils;

Let it; I reck not, so it light well aim'd,

Since higher I fall short, on him who next
Provokes my envy, this new favourite

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Of Heav'n, this Man of clay, son of despite,
Whom us the more to spite his Maker rais'd
From dust spite then with spite is best repaid.'
So saying, through each thicket dank or dry,
Like a black mist low creeping, he held on
His midnight search, where soonest he might find
The serpent him fast sleeping soon he found
In labyrinth of many a round self-roll'd,
His head the midst, well stor'd with subtle wiles;
Not yet in horrid shade or dismal den,
Nor nocent yet, but on the grassy herb

Fearless unfear'd he slept.

In at his mouth

The Devil enter'd, and his brutal sense,

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In heart or head, possessing soon inspir'd

With act intelligential; but his sleep

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Disturb'd not, waiting close th' approach of morn.
Now when as sacred light began to dawn
In Eden on the humid flow'rs, that breath'd
Their morning incense, when all things that breathe
From th' Earth's great altar send up silent praise

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To the Creator, and his nostrils fill
With grateful smell, forth came the human pair
And join'd their vocal worship to the quire
Of creatures wanting voice; that done, partake
The season, prime for sweetest scents and airs:
Then commune how that day they best may ply
Their growing work: for much their work outgrew
The hands despatch of two gardning so wide.

And Eve first to her husband thus began.

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This garden, still to tend plant, herb and flow'r,
Our pleasant task enjoin'd, but till more hands
Aid us, the work under our labour grows
Luxurious by restraint; what we by day
Lop overgrown, or prune, or prop, or bind,
One night or two with wanton growth derides
Tending to wild. Thou therefore now advise
Or hear what to my mind first thoughts present.
Let us divide our labours, thou where choice

Leads thee, or where most needs, whether to wind
The woodbine round this arbour, or direct
The clasping ivy where to climb, while I
In yonder spring of roses intermixt
With myrtle, find what to redress till noon;
For while so near each other thus all day
Our task we choose, what wonder if so near
Looks intervene and smiles, or object new
Casual discourse draw on? which intermits
Our day's work brought to little, though begun
Early, and th' hour of supper comes unearn'd.'

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To whom mild answer Adam thus return'd. 'Sole Eve, associate sole, to me beyond Compare above all living creatures dear,

Well hast thou motion'd, well thy thoughts employ'd
How we might best fulfil the work which here
God hath assign'd us, nor of me shalt pass
Unprais'd: for nothing lovelier can be found
In woman, than to study household good,

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And good works in her husband to promote.
Yet not so strictly hath our Lord impos'd
Labour, as to debar us when we need

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Refreshment, whether food, or talk between,
Food of the mind, or this sweet intercourse

Of looks and smiles, for smiles from Reason flow,
To brute deni'd, and are of Love the food,

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Love not the lowest end of human life.

For not to irksome toil, but to delight

He made us, and delight to Reason join'd.

The paths and bowers doubt not but our joint hands

Will keep from wilderness with ease, as wide

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As we need walk, till younger hands ere long
Assist us: but if much converse perhaps

Thee satiate, to short absence I could yield.

For solitude sometimes is best society,
And short retirement urges sweet return.
But other doubt possesses me, lest harm
Befal thee sever'd from me; for thou know'st
What hath been warn'd us, what malicious Foe
Envying our happiness, and of his own
Despairing, seeks to work us woe and shame
By sly assault; and somewhere nigh at hand
Watches no doubt, with greedy hope to find
His wish and best advantage, us asunder,
Hopeless to circumvent us join'd, where each
To other speedy aid might lend at need;
Whether his first design be to withdraw
Our fealty from God, or to disturb
Conjugal love, than which perhaps no bliss

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Enjoy'd by us excites his envy more;

Or this, or worse; leave not the faithful side

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That gave thee being, still shades thee and protects.

The wife, where danger or dishonour lurks,

Safest and seemliest by her husband stays,

Who guards her, or with her the worst endures.'
To whom the virgin majesty of Eve,

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As one who loves, and some unkindness meets,

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