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Nor those mysterious parts were then ceald,

Then was not guiltie shame, disho shame

Of natures works, honor dishonorable,

Sin-bred, how have ye troubld all mankind [ 315 ]

With shews instead, meer shews of seeming pure,

And banisht from mans life his happiest life,

Simplicitie and spotless innoce.

So passd they naked on, nor shund the sight

Of Gel, for they thought no ill: [ 320 ]

So hand in hand they passd, the lovliest pair

That ever sin loves imbraces met,

Adam the goodliest man of men since borne

His Sons, the fairest of her Daughters Eve.

Under a tuft of shade that on a green [ 325 ]

Stood whispering soft, by a fresh Fountain side

They sat them down, and after no more toil

Of thir sweet Gardning labour then sufficd

To reend coole Zephyr, and made ease

More easie, wholsom thirst and appetite [ 330 ]

Mrateful, to thir Supper Fruits they fell,

arine Fruits which the pliant boughes

Yielded them, side-long as they sat ree

On the soft downie Bank damaskt with flours:

The savourie pulp they chew, and in the rinde [ 335 ]

Still as they thirsted scoop the brimming stream;

Nentle purpose, nor endearing smiles

Wanted, nor youthful dalliance as beseems

Fair couple, linkt in happie nuptial League,

Alone as they. About them frisking playd [ 340 ]

All Beasts of th Earth, since wilde, and of all chase

In Wood or Wilderness, Forrest or Den;

Sp the Lion rampd, and in his paw

Dandld the Kid; Bears, Tygers, Ounces, Pards

Gambold before them, th unwieldy Elephant [ 345 ]

To make them mirth usd all his might, and wreathd

His Lithe Proboscis; close the Serpent sly

Insinuating, wove with Gordian twine

His breaded train, and of his fatal guile

Gave proof unheeded; others on the grass [ 350 ]

Coucht, and now fild with pasture gazing sat,

Or Bedward ruminating: for the Sun

Ded was hasting now with prone carreer

To th O Iles, and in th asding Scale

Of Heavarrs that usher Evening rose: [ 355 ]

When Satan still in gaze, as first he stood,

Scarce thus at length faild speech recoverd sad.

O Hell! what doe mine eyes with grief behold,

Into our room of bliss thus high advanct

Creatures of other mould, earth-born perhaps, [ 360 ]

Not Spirits, yet to heavnly Spirits bright

Little inferior; whom my thoughts pursue

With wonder, and could love, so lively shines

In them Divine resemblance, and such grace

The hand that formd them on thir shape hath pourd. [ 365 ]

Ah gentle pair, yee little think how nigh

Your ge approaches, when all these delights

Will vanish and deliver ye to woe,

More woe, the more your taste is now of joy;

Happie, but for so happie ill securd [ 370 ]

Long to tinue, and this high seat your Heavn

Ill fenct for Heavn to keep out such a foe

As now is enterd; yet no purposd foe

To you whom I could pittie thus forlorne

Though I unpittied: League with you I seek, [ 375 ]

And mutual amitie sht, so close,

That I with you must dwell, or you with me

Heh; my dwelling haply may not please

Like this fair Paradise, your sense, yet such

Accept your Makers work; he gave it me, [ 380 ]

Which I as freely give; Hell shall unfold,

To eain you two, her wides

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