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MORNING approached, Eve relates to Adam her troublesome dream; he likes it not, yet comforts her: they come forth to their day-labours: their morning hymn at the door of their bower. God, to render man inexcusable, sends Raphael to admonish him of his obedience, of his free estate, of his enemy near at hand, who he is, and why his enemy, and whatever else may avail Adam to know. Raphael comes down to paradise; his appearance described, his coming discerned by Adam afar off, sitting at the door of his bower; he goes out to meet him, brings him to his lodge, entertains him with the choicest fruits of paradise got together by Eve; their discourse at table: Raphael performs his message, minds Adam of his state, and of his enemy; relates, at Adam's request, who that enemy is, and how he came to be so, beginning from his first revolt in heaven, and the occasion thereof; how he drew his legions after him to the parts of the north, and there incited them to rebel with him; persuading all but only Abdiel a seraph, who in argument dissuades and opposes him, then forsakes him.
rosy steps in th' eastern clime Advancing, sow'd the earth with orient pearl,
rosy steps] Quintus Smyrnæus applies the epithet, podoo. pupos to Aurora. v. Lib. i. 137. A. Dyce.
2 sow'd] 'Ambo de comis calorem, et ambo radios conse runt.' See Anthol. Lat. vol. i. p. 8, ed. Burm. Avieni, Orb. Desc. ver. 580, and Fragm. in Aristot. Poet.
Σπείρων θεοκτίσταν φλόγα. Uptom. VOL. IL.
When Adam wak’d, so custom'd, for his sleep
5 only] For alone.' Spens. F. Q. v. xi. 30.
'As if the only sound thereof she fear'd.' 6 fuming] v. Lucretii. lib. vi. Virg. Geo. ii. 217.
6 fan] Sylvester's Du Bartas, p. 116. • Calls forth the winds. Oh Heaven's fresh fans, quoth he;' and p. 161;
now began Aurora's usher with his windy fan
Gently to shake the woods on every side.' 7 matin] Virg. Æn. viii. 456. • Et matutini volucrum sub culmine cantus.' Newton.
17 awake) See Chaucer's Canterbury Tales, ver. 10012. (Marchant's Tale.)
"Rise up, my wif, my love, my lady free,
My fairest, my espous’d, my latest found,
Such whisp'ring wak'd her, but with startled eye On Adam, whom embracing, thus she spake.
O sole in whom my thoughts find all repose, My glory, my perfection, glad I see Thy face, and morn return’d; for I this night, 30 Such night till this I never pass’d, have dream'd, If dream'd, not, as I oft am wont, of thee, Works of day pass’d, or morrow's next design, But of offence and trouble, which my
mind Knew never till this irksome night: methought 35 Close at mine ear one call'd me forth to walk With gentle voice; I thought it thine : it said, Why sleep’st thou Eve? now is the pleasant time, The cool, the silent, save where silence yields To the night-warbling bird, that now awake Tunes sweetest his love-labour'd song; now reigns Full orb'd the moon, and with more pleasing light
28 balmy reed] evódou Karduoco. v. Dionysii Geog.
] ευόδμου καλάμοιο ver. 937.
41 his] In the other passages, where the song of the nightingale is described, the bird is of the feminine gender; v. iii. 40. iv. 602. vii. 436. Newton.
Shadowy sets off the face of things ; in vain,
44 wakes] G. Fletcher's Christ's Victorie, p. 1. st. 78.
• Heaven awakened all his eyes.' Todd. 67 Ambrosia] Virg. Æn. i. 403.
'Ambrosiæque comæ divinum vertice odorem
Sweet of thyself, but much more sweet thus
cropp'd, Forbidden here, it seems, as only fit For gods, yet able to make gods of men: And why not gods of men, since good, the more Communicated, more abundant grows, The author not impair’d, but honour'd more? Here, happy creature, fair angelic Eve, Partake thou also; happy though thou art, Happier thou may'st be, worthier canst not be : Taste this, and be henceforth among the gods Thyself a goddess, not to earth confin'd, But sometimes in the air, as we, sometimes Ascend to heaven, by merit thine, and see What life the gods live there, and such live thou. So saying, he drew nigh, and to me held, Even to my mouth of that same fruit held part Which he had pluck'd ; the pleasant savoury smell So quicken'd appetite, that I, methought, Could not but taste. Forthwith up to the clouds With him I flew, and underneath beheld The earth outstretch'd immense, a prospect wide And various : wond'ring at my flight and change To this high exaltation, suddenly My guide was gone, and I, methought, sunk down, And fell asleep: but O how glad I wak'd
* Ista natura est boni,
Grotii Adamus Exsul. p. 23.