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PARADISE LOST.

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The ARGUMENT.

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Morning approach’d, Eve relates to Adam

her troublesome dream; be likes it not, yet comforts her: They come forth to their day labours : Their Morning Hymn at the Door of their Bower. God, to render Man inexcusable, sends Raphael to admonish him of bis obedience, of bis free estate, of his enemy near at hand, who he is, and why his enemy, and whatever else may avail Adam to know. Raphael comes down to Paradise;' his appearance describ'd, his coming discern’d, by Adam afar off sitting at the Door of his Bower ; he goes out to meet him, brings him to bis lodge, entertains him with the choicest Fruits of Paradife got together by Eve; their discourse at Table : Raphael performs his message, minds Adam of his state and of his enemy;

relates

relates at. Adam's request who that enemy is, and how he came to be so," beginning from bis first revolt in Heaven, and the occasion thereof ; how be drew his Legions after him to the parts of the North, and there incited them to rebel with him, persuading all but only Abdiel a Seraph, who in Argument disuades and opposes him, then forfakes him.

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James Grim sc.

OW Morn her rosie steps in th' Eastern 'N

Clime
Advancing, fow'd the Earth with Orient

Pearl,
When Adam wak’d, so custom’d, for his sleep
Was Acric light from pure digestion bred,
And temperat vapours bland, which th' only sound
Of leaves and fuming rills, Aurora's fan,
Lightly dispers’d, and the shrill Matin Song
Of Birds on every bough; so much the more
His wonder was to find unwaken'd Eve
With Tresses discompos’d, and glowing Check Io
As through unquiet rest: he on his side
Leaning halfrais?d, with looks of cordial Love
Hung over her enamour'd, and beheld
Beauty, which whether waking or afleep,
Shot forth peculiar Graces; then with voice

15 Mild as when Zephyrus on Flora breathes, Her hand soft touching, whisper'd thus. Awake My fairest, my espous’d, my latest found, Heav'n's last best gift, my ever new delight, Awake. The morning shines, and the fresh field Calls us, we lose the prime, to mark how Ipring Our tender Plants, how blows the Citron Grove, What drops the Myrrhe, and what the balmie Reed, How Nature paints her colour, how the Bee Sits on the Bloom extra&ing liquid sweet.

28 Such whispering wak'd her, but with startled eye On Adam, whom embracing, thus she spake.

O Sole in whom my thoughts find all repose, My Glory, my Perfe&ion, glad I see Thy face, and Morn return'd; for Ithis Night 30 (Such Night till this I never pass’d,) have dream’d, If dream'd, not as I oft am wont, of thee,

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