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238 PARADISE LOST. IX. 461.
His malice, and with rapine sweet bereav'd
His fierceness of the fierce intent it brought :
That space the evil one abstracted stood . ..
From his own evil, and for the time remain'd
Stupidly good, of enmitie difarm'd,,
Of guile, of hate, of envie, of revenge; .
But the hot hell that always in him burns,
Though in mid heav'n, soon ended his delight,
And tortures him now more, the more he sees
Of pleasure not for him ordain'd : then foon
Fierce hate he recollects, and all his thoughts
Of mischief, gratulating, thus excites. ;
Thoughts, whither have ye led me, with what sweet
Compulsion thus transported to forget
What hither brought us, hate, not love, nor hope
Of Paradise for hell, hope here to taste
Of pleasure, but all pleasure to destroy,
Save what is in destroying, other joy
To me is loft. Then let me not let pass
Occasion which now smiles, behold alone
The woman, opportune to all attempts,
Her husband, for I view far round, not nigh,
Whose higher intellectual more I thun,
And strength, of courage hautie, and of limb
Heroic built, though of terrestrial mould,
Foe not informidable, exempt from wound,
I not; so much hath hell debas'd, and pain
Infeebl'd me, to what I was in heav'n.
She fair, divinely fair, fit love for gods,
Not terrible, though terrour be in love
And beautie, not approacht by stronger hate,
ate stronger, under thew of love well feign'd, he way which to her ruin now I tend. So fpake the enemie of mankind, enclos'd
serpent, inmate bad, and toward Eve ddress'd his way, not with indented wave, rone on the ground, as fince, but on his rear, ircular base of rising foulds, that tour'd ould above fould a surging maze, his head refted aloft, and carbuncle his eyes ; Vith burnisht neck of verdant gold, erect umidit his circling spires, that on the grass loted redundant : pleasing was his Shape, Ind lovely, never fince of serpent kind i ovelier, not those that in Illyria chang'd lermione and Cadmus, or the god , n Epidaurus ; nor to which transform'd Immonian Jove, or Capitoline was seen, le with Olympias, this with her who bore cipio the highth of Rome. With tract oblique At first, as one who fought access, but fear'd To interrupt, fide-long he works his way. :is when a ship by skilful stearsman wrought ligh river's mouth or foreland, where the wind eres oft, as oft so steers, and fhifts her sail ; o varied he, and of his tortuous train 'url'd many a wanton wreath in fight of Eve, 'o lure her eye; the bufięd heard the sound if ruling leaves, but minded not, as us’d; o such disport before her through the field, rom every beast; more dutepus at her call, han at Circean call the herd disguis’d.
He boulder now, uncall'd before her food;
But as in gaze admiring : oft he bow'd. . .
His turret crest, and Neek enameld neck,
Fawning, and lick'd the ground whereon The trod.
His gentle dumb expression turn'd at length
The eye of Eve to mark his play; he glad ,
Of her attention gain’d, with serpent tongue ,
Organic, or impulse of vocal air,.. .
His fraudulent temptation thus began.
Wonder not, fovran mistress, if perhaps
Thou canst, who art fole wonder, much less arm
Thy looks, the heav'n of mildness, with disdain,
Displeas'd that I approach thee thas, and gaze
Insatiate, I thus fingle, nor have fear'd' . .'
Thy awful brow, more awful thus retir'd.
Fairest resemblance of thy maker faire,
Thee all things living gaze on, all things thine
By gift, and thy celestial beautie adore
With ravishment beheld, there best beheld
Where univerfally admir'd; but here
In this inclosure wild, these beasts among;
Beholders Tude, and thallow to difcerne
Half what in thee is faire, one man 'except,
Who sees thee? (and what is one?) who shouldnt be seen
A goddess among gods, ador'd and fervid
By angels numberless, thy daily train.
So gloz'd the tempter, and his proem tund; Into the heart of Eve his words made way, Though at the voice much marvelling; at length Not unamaz'd me thus in answer spake. .. . What may this mean? language of man pronounc't
By tongue of brute, and human sense exprest ?
The first at least of these I thought deni'd
To beasts, whom God on their creation day
Created mute to all articulate found;
The latter I demurre, for in their looks
Much reason, and in their actions oft appeers.
Thee, serpent, suttleft beast of all the field
I knew, but not with human voice endu'd ;
Redouble then this miracle, and say,
How cam'ft thou speakable of mute, and how
To me lo friendly grown above the rest
Of brutal kind, that daily are in sight ?
Say, for such wonder claims attention due." ;
To whom the guileful tempter thus reply'd.
Impress of this fair world, resplendent Eve,.
Eafie to me it is to tell thee all
What thou commandst, and right thou shouldnt be obey
I was at first as other beasts that graze
The trodden herb, of abject thoughts and low,
As was my food, nor aught but food discern'd
Or fex, and apprehended nothing high : ,
Till on a day, roaving the field I chanc'd
A goodly tree far distant to behold
Loaden with fruit of fairest colours mixt,
Ruddie and gold : I nearer drew to gaze;
When from the boughs a favorie odour blow'n,
Grateful to appetite, more pleas'd my sense .
Than smell of sweetest fenel, or the teats ,
Of ewe or goat a dropping with milk at eev'n, ,
Unfuckt of lamb or kid, that tend their play..
To fatisfie the Marp desire I had
of tasting those fait apples, I refolva
Not to defer; tunger and thirft at once,
Powerful perfuaders, quickn'd at the ffcent
Of that alluring fruit, 'org*d me fo‘keene.'
About the moffre trunk I'wound me-foon,
For high from ground the branthes would require !
Thy utmost reach'or Adam's : round the tree
All other beast that Taw, with like defires
Longing and envying food, but could not reach...
Amid the cree now got,' where plentie hung ***
Tempting so high, 'roophuck and eat my hill
I spar'd not, for such pleafure'till that hour
At feed or 'fountain never had I found.
Sated at length, ere long I might perceave
Strange älteration in me, to degree
Of reason in my inward powers, and fpeech
Wanted not long, though to this fhape retain'd.
Thenceforth to fpeculations high or deep '
I turn d my thoughts, and with capacious mind
Consider'd all things visible in heav'n,
Or earth, or middle, all things fair and good; ,'
But all that fair and good in thy divine -
Semblance, and in thy beauties heav'nly 'ray
United I beheld ; no fair to thine
Equivalent or second, which compeld ..
Me thus, though importune perhaps, to come
And gaze, and worship thee of right declar'd
Sovran of creatures, universal dame. ár:
So talk'd the fpirited Ny snake ; and Eve
Yet more amaz'd'unwarié thus reply'd. ?
Serpent, thy overpraifing leaves in doubt