Now resting, blessed and hallow'd the seventh day, As resting on that day from all his work But not in silence holy kept: the harp Had work and rested not; the solemn pipe, And dulcimer, all organs of sweet stop, All sounds on fret by string or golden wire, Temper'd soft tunings, intermix'd with voice Choral or unison: of incense clouds,
Fuming from golden censers, hid the mount. Creation and the six days' acts they sung:
Great are thy works, Jehovah ! infinite
Thy power! what thought can measure thee, or tongue Relate thee! Greater now in thy return
Than from the giant Angels: Thee that day
Thy thunders magnified; but to create Is greater than created to destroy.
Who can impair thee, Mighty King, or bound Thy empire! Easily the proud attempt Of Spirits apostate, and their counsels vain, Thou hast repelled; while impiously they thought
Thee to diminish, and from thee withdraw
The number of thy worshippers. Who secks
To lessen thee, against his purpose serves To manifest the more thy might his evil Thou usest, and from thence createst more good. Witness this new-made world, another Heaven From Heaven gate not far, founded in view On the clear hyaline, the glassy sea; Of amplitude almost immense, with stars Numerous, and every star perhaps a world Of destined habitation; but thou know'st Their seasons: among these the seat of Men, Earth, with her nether ocean circumfused,
Their pleasant dwelling place. Thrice happy Men, (125 And sons of Men, whom God hath thus advanced!
Created in his image, there to dwell
And worship him; and in reward to rule Over his works, on earth, in sea, or air,
And multiply a race of worshippers
Holy and just thrice happy, if they know Their happiness, and persevere upright!
So sung they, and the empyréan rung With hallelujahs: thus was sabbath kept. And thy request think now fulfill'd, that ask'd How first this world and face of things began, And what before thy memory was done From the beginning; that posterity,
Inform'd by thee, might know: if else thou seek'st Aught, not surpassing human measure, my
448m inquires concerning celestial motions; is coubtfully answer ed, and exhorted to search rather things more worthy of knew. edge: Adam assents: and, still desirous to detain Raphael, re lates to him what he remembered since his own creation; lacing in Paradise; his talk with God concerning_solitude and fit society; his first meeting and nuptials with Eve; his discourse with the Angel thereupon: who, after admonitions ro peated. departs
HE Angel ended, and in Adam s ear
o charming left his voice, that he awhile hought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear; 1 hen, as new waked, thus gratefully replied: What thanks sufficient, or what recompense
E qual, have I to render thee, divine Historian, who thus largely hast allay'd
The thirst I had of knowledge, and vouchsafed This friendly condescension to relate
Things, else by me unsearchable; now heard
With wonder, but delight, and, as is due, With glory áttributed to the high
Creator! Something yet of doubt remains, Which only thy solution can resoive.
. When I behold this goodly frame, this world,
Of Heaven and earth consisting; and compute Their magnitudes; this Earth, a spot, a grain, An atom, with the firmament compared And all her number'd stars, that seem to roll Spaces incomprehensible (for such
The distance argues, and their swift return Diui al,) merely to officiate light
Roud this opacous Earth, this punctual spot,
One day and night; in all her vast survey Useless besides; reasoning I oft admire How Nature wise and frugal could commit Such disproportions, with superfluous hand So many nobler bodies to create, Greater so manifold, to this one use,
For aught appears, and on their orbs impose Such restless revolution day by day Repeated; while the sedentary Earth,
That better might with far less compass move, Served by more noble than herself, attains Her end without least motion, and receives, As tribute, such a sumless journey brought Of incorporeal speed, her warmth and light; Speed, to describe whose swiftness number fails. So spake our sire, and by his countenance seem'd Entering on studious thoughts abstruse; which Eve Perceiving, where she sat retired in sight, With lowliness majestic from her seat,
And grace that won who saw to wish her stay, Rose, and went forth among her fruits and flowers, To visit how they prospered, bud and bloom, Her nursery they at her coming sprung, And, touch a by her fair tendance, gladlier grew. Yet went she not, as not with such discourse Delighted, or not capable her ear
Of what was high: such pleasure she reserved, Adam relating, she sole auditress;
Her husband the relater she preferr'd
Before the Angel, and of him to ask
Chose rather; he, she knew, would intermix
Grateful digressions, and solve high dispute
With conjugal caresses: from his lip
Not words alone pleased her. O! when meet now
Such pairs, in love and mutual honour join'd?
With goddess-like demeanour forth she went
Not unattended; for on her, as Queen,
A pomp of winning Graces waited still,
4nd from about her shot darts of desire
Into ill eyes, to wish her still in sight.
And Raphael now, to Adam's doubt proposed, Benevolent and facile thus replied:
To ask or search, I blame thee not; for Heavon Is ar the book of God before thee set, Wherein to read his wondrous works, and learn His seasons, hours, or days, or months, or years: Thin to attain, whether Heaven move or Earth, Imports not, if thou reckon right; the rest Fron Man or Angel the great Architect Did wisely to conceal, and not divulge His secrets to be scann'd by them who ought Rather admire; or, if they list to try Conjecture, he his fabric of the Heavens Hath left to their disputes, perhaps to move His laughter at their quaint opinions wide Hereafter; when they come to model Heaven And calculate the stars, how they will wield The mighty frame; how build, unbuild, contrive To save appearances; how gird the sphere With centric and eccentric scribbled o'er, Cycle and epicycle, orb in orb :
Already by thy reasoning this I guess,
Who art to lead thy offspring, and supposest
That bodies bright and greater should not serve
The less not bright, nor Heaven such journeys wi
Earth sitting still, when she alone receives
The benefit: Consider first, that great
Or bright infers not excellence: the Earth, Though, in comparison of Heaven, so small, Nor glistering, may of solid good contain More plenty than the sun that barren shines; Whose virtue on itself works no effect, But in the fruitful Earth; there first received, His beams, unactive else, their vigour find. Yet not to earth are those bright luminaries Dicis; but to thee, Earth's habitant.
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