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Sach prohibitions bind not. But if death 760
So saying, her rash hand in evil hour 780 Forth reaching to the fruit, she plack'd, the eat: Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her feat, Sighing through all her works, gave signs of woe, That all was loft. Back to the thicket sunk The guilty serpent; and well might, for Eve Intent now wholly on her taste, nought else Regarded, such delight till then, as feem’d, In fruit she never tasted, whether true Or fancy'd so, through expectation high Of knowledge; nor was godhead from her thought, Greedily she ingorg'd without reltraint, 791 And knew not eating death. Satiate at length, And heighten'd as with wine, jocund and boon, Thus to herself fhe pleasingly began.
O sov'reign, virtuous, precious of all trees 795 In Paradise, of operation bless'd To sapience, hitherto obfcur'd, infam'd, And thy fair fruit let hang, as to no end Created ; but henceforth my early care, Not without song, each morning, and due praife, 800 Shall tend thee, and thy fertile burden ease Of thy full branches, offer'd free to all; Till dieted by thee I grow
matore In knowledge, as the gods, who all things know; Though others envy what they cannot give; 805 For had the gift been theirs, it had not here Thus grown. Experience, next to thee I owe, Best guide; not following thee, I had remain'd In ignorance; thou open'l wisdom's way, And giv'lt access; though secret the retire. 810 And I perhaps am fecret; heaven is high, High, and remote to see from thence diftin&t Each thing on earth'; and other care perhaps May have diverted from continual watch Our great forbidder, safe with all his spies About him. But to Adam in what fort Shall I appear? Shall I to him make known As yet my change, and give him to partake Full happiness with me; or rather not, But keep the odds of knowledge in my power Without copartner ? so to add what wants In female sex, the more to draw his love, And render me more equal, and perhaps, A thing not undesirable, sometime Superior; for inferior who is free? This may be well: but what if God have seen, And death ensue? then I shall be no more, And Adam, wedded to another Eve, Shall live with her enjoying, I exline ;
A death to think. Confirm'd then I resolve,
So saying, from the tree her step she turn'd;
Hast thou not wonder'd, Adam, at my stay? Thee I have miss'd, and thought it long, depriv'd Thy presence, agony of love till now
nor Mall be twice ; for never more Mean I to try, what rasa untry'd I fought,
860 The pain of absence from thy fight. But strange Hath been the cause, and wonderful to bear ; This tree is not, as we are told, a tree Of danger tasted, nor to' evil unknown
Opining the way; but of divine effect
865 To open eyes, and make them gods who taste; And hath been talted fuch: the serpent wise, Or not restrain'd as we, or not obeying, Hath eaten of the fruit, and is become, Not dead, as we are threaten'd, but thenceforth 870 Endu'd with human voice and human sense, Reasoning to admiration, and with me Persuasively hath fo prevail'd, that I Have also tasted, and have also found Th' effets to correspond; op'ner mine eyes, 875 Dim erst, dilated fpirits, ampler heart, And growing up to godhead; which for thee Chiefly I fought, without thee can despise. For bliss, as thou hast part, to me is bliss; Tedious unshar'd with thee, and odious foon. 880 Thou therefore also tafte, that equal lot May join us, equal joy as equal love ; Lest thou not tafting, different degree Disjoin us, and I then too late renounce Dtity for thee, when fate will not permit.
Thus Eve with count'nance blithe her story told; But in her cheek distemper Alushing glow'd. On th' other side, Adam, soon as he heard The fatal trespass done by Eve, amaz'd, Aftonied stood, and blank, while horror chill 890 Ran through his veins, and all his joints relax'd ; From his fack hand the garland wreath'd for Eve Down dropt, and all the faded roses shed :. Speechless he stood, and pale; till thus at length First to himself he inward silence broke.
895 O fairelt of creation, lalt and belt Of all God's works, creature in whom excell'd Whatever can to fight or thought be form’d, Holy, divine, good, amiable, or sweet !
How art thou lost, how on a sudden lost, 900
905 And me with thee hath ruin'd; for with thee, Certain
resolution is to die :
So having said, as one from fad dismay
Bold deed thou hast presum'd, advent'rous Eve,