By parents; or his happiest choice too late He added not, and from her turned; but Eve, Forsake me not thus, Adam ! witness Heaven What love sincere, and reverence in my heart I bear thee, and unweeting have offended, Unhappily deceived ! Thy suppliant I beg, and clasp thy knees; bereave me not (Whereon I live) thy gentle looks, thy aid, Thy counsel, in this uttermost distress, My only strength and stay : forlorn of thee, Whither shall I betake me, where subsist ? While yet we live (scarce one short hour perhaps) Between us two let there be peace; both joining (As joined in injuries) one enmity Against a foe by doom express assigned us, That cruel Serpent : on me exercise not Thy hatred for this misery befallen; On me already lost; me, than thyself More miserable! Both have sinned; but thou Against God only; I against God and thee; And to the place of judgment will return, There with my cries importune Heaven; that all The sentence, from thy head removed, may light Y On me, sole cause to thee of all this woe; She ended weeping; and her lowly plight, Unwary, and too desirous (as before, So now) of what thou know'st not, who desir'st The punishment all on thyself : alas ! Bear thine own first, ill able to sustain His full wrath, whose thou feel’st as yet least part, And my displeasure bear'st so ill. If prayers Could alter high decrees, I to that place Would speed before thee, and be louder heard, That on my head all might be visited ; Thy frailty and infirmer sex forgiven; To me committed, and by me exposed. But rise ;-let us no more contend, nor blame Each other, blamed enough elsewhere ; but strive In offices of love, how we may lighten Each other's burden, in our share of woe : Since this day's death denounced (if aught I see) Will prove no sudden, but a slow-paced, evil; A long day's dying, to augment our pain ; And to our seed (O hapless seed !) derived. To whom thus Eve, recovering heart, replied. Adam, by sad experiment I know How little weight my words with thee can find, Found so erroneous; thence by just event Found so unfortunate: nevertheless, Restored by thee, vile as I am! to place Of new acceptance, hopeful to regain Thy love, the sole contentment of my heart Living or dying, from thee I will not hide What thoughts in my unquiet breast are risen, Tending to some relief of our extremes, Or end; though sharp and sad, yet tolerable, As in our evils, and of easier choice. If care of our descent perplex us most, Which must be born to certain woe, devoured By Death at last ; and miserable it is To be to others cause of misery, Our own begotten, and of our loins to bring Into this cursed world a woeful race, That after wretched life must be at last Food for so foul a monster; in thy power It lies yet, ere conception, to prevent The race unblest, to being yet unbegot. Childless thou art, childless remain : so Death Shall be deceived his glut, and with us two Be forced to satisfy his ravenous maw. But if thou judge it hard and difficult, Conversing, looking, loving, to abstain From love's due rights, nuptial embraces sweet, And with desire to languish without hope, Before the present object languishing With like desire ; which would be misery She ended here, or vehement despair Eve, thy contempt of life and pleasure seems To make death in us live: then let us seek |