Read The Annotated Milton: Complete English Poems Online
Authors: John Milton,Burton Raffel
Tags: #Fiction, #General, #Literary Collections, #Poetry, #Classics, #English; Irish; Scottish; Welsh, #English poetry
355 | | She dictate |
356 | | To do what God expressly hath forbid. |
357 | | Not then mistrust, but tender love, enjoins |
358 | | That I should mind |
359 | | Firm we subsist, |
360 | | Since reason not impossibly may meet |
361 | | |
362 | | And fall into deception unaware, |
363 | | Not keeping strictest watch, as she |
364 | | Seek not temptation, then, which to avoid |
365 | | Were better, and most likely if from me |
366 | | Thou sever not. Trial will come unsought. |
367 | | |
368 | | First thy obedience. Th’ other who can know, |
369 | | Not seeing thee attempted, who attest? |
370 | | But if thou think trial unsought may find |
371 | | Us both securer |
372 | | Go, for thy stay not free absents thee more. |
373 | | Go in thy native innocence, rely |
374 | | On what thou hast of virtue, summon all! |
375 | | For God towards thee hath done His part. Do thine. |
376 | | So spoke the patriarch of mankind. But Eve |
377 | | |
378 | | |
379 | | Chiefly by what thy own last reasoning words |
380 | | Touched |
381 | | May find us both perhaps far less prepared, |
382 | | The willinger I go, nor much expect |
383 | | A foe so proud will first the weaker seek. |
384 | | So bent, |
385 | | |
386 | | Soft she withdrew and, like a wood-nymph light, |
387 | | |
388 | | Betook her to the groves, but Delia’s self |
389 | | In gait surpassed, and goddess-like deport, |
390 | | Though not as she with bow and quiver armed, |
391 | | |
392 | | Guiltless |
393 | | |
394 | | Likest she seemed, Pomona when she fled |
395 | | |
396 | | Yet virgin |
397 | | Her long with ardent look his eye pursued, |
398 | | Delighted, but desiring more her stay. |
399 | | Oft he to her his charge |
400 | | Repeated; she to him as oft engaged |
401 | | To be returned by noon amid the bow’r, |
402 | | And all things in best order to invite |
403 | | Noontide repast, or afternoon’s repose. |
404 | | |
405 | | |
406 | | Thou never from that hour in Paradise |
407 | | Found’st either sweet repast, or sound repose. |
408 | | Such ambush, hid among sweet flow’rs and shades, |
409 | | Waited with hellish rancor |
410 | | To intercept thy way, or send thee back |
411 | | Despoiled of innocence, of faith, of bliss! |
412 | | |
413 | | Mere serpent in appearance, forth was come, |
414 | | And on his quest, where likeliest he might find |
415 | | The only two of mankind, but in them |
416 | | The whole included race, his purposed prey. |
417 | | In bow’r and field he sought, where any tuft |
418 | | Of grove or garden-plot more pleasant lay, |
419 | | Their tendance or plantation |
420 | | By fountain or by shady rivulet |
421 | | He sought them both, but wished his hap |
422 | | Eve separate. He wished, but not with hope |
423 | | Of what so seldom chanced, when to his wish, |
424 | | Beyond his hope, Eve separate he spies, |
425 | | Veiled in a cloud of fragrance, where she stood, |
426 | | Half spied, so thick the roses bushing round |
427 | | About her glowed, oft stooping to support |
428 | | Each flower of slender stalk, whose head, though gay |
429 | | Carnation, purple, azure, or specked with gold, |
430 | | Hung drooping unsustained. Them she upstays |
431 | | Gently with myrtle band, mindless the while |
432 | | Herself, though fairest unsupported flower, |
433 | | From her best prop so far, and storm so nigh. |
434 | | |
435 | | Of stateliest covert, |
436 | | Then voluble |
437 | | Among thick-woven arborets, |
438 | | Imbordered on each bank, the hand |
439 | | Spot more delicious than those gardens feigned |
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