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Solicit not thy thoughts with matters hid; Leave them to God above; him serve and fear: Of other creatures, as him pleases best, Wherever plac'd, let him dispose : joy thou 170 In what he gives to thee, this Paradise And thy fair Eve. Heav'n is for thee too high To know what passes there. Be lowly wise: Think only what concerns thee and thy being ; Dream not of other worlds, what creatures there Live, in what state, condition, or degree,
176 Contented that thus far hath been reveal'd Not of Earth only, but of highest Heav'n.
To whom thus Adam, clear'd of doubt, reply'd: How fully hast thou satisfy'd me, pure Intelligence of Heav'n, Angel serene, And freed from intricacies, taught to live, The easiest way; nor with perplexing thoughts To interrupt the sweet of life, from which God hath bid dwell far off all anxious cares, 185 And not molest us, unless we ourselves Geek them with wand'ring thoughts, and notions
vain ! But apt the mind or fancy is to rove Uncheck’d, and of her roving is no end; Till warn'd, or by experience taught, she learn, That not to know at large of things remote 191 From use, obscure and subtle, but to know That which before us lies in daily life, Is the prime wisdom: what is more is fume, Or emptiness, or fond impertinence, 195
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And renders us in things that most concern Unpractis'd, unprepar’d, and still to seek. Therefore from this high pitch let us descend A lower flight, and speak of things at hand Useful, whence haply mention may arise Of something not unseasonable to ask By sufforance, and thy wonted favour deign'd. Thee I have heard relating what was done Ere my remembrance: now hear me relate My story, which perhaps thou hast not heard; 205 And day is yet not spent; till then thou seest How subtly to detain thee I devise, Inviting thee to hear while I relate, Fond, were it not in hope of thy reply: For while I sit with thee, I seem in Heav'n; 210 And sweeter thy discourse is to my ear Than fruits of palm-tree pleasantest to thirst And hunger both, from labour, at the hour Of sweet repast: they satiate and soon fill, Tho' pleasant, but thy words, with grace
divine Imbu’d, bring to their sweetness no satiety. 216
To whom thus Raphael answer'd heav'nly meek: Nor are thy lips ungraceful, Sire of men, , Nor tongue ineloquent; for God on thee Abundantly his gifts hath also pour’d Inward and outward both, his image fair: Speaking or mute, all comeliness and grace Attends thee, and each word, each motion forms: Nor less think we in Heav'n of thee on Earth Than of our fellow-servant, and enquire 225
Gladly into the ways of God with Man : For God, we see, hath honour'd thee, and set On Man his equal love: say therefore on; For I that day was absent, as befel, Bound on a voyage uncouth and obscure, 230 Far on excursion tow'rd the gates of Hell; Squar'd in full legion (such command we had) To see that none thence issu'd forth a spy, Or enemy, while God was in his work, Lest he, incens'd at such eruption bold, 235 Destruction with creation might have mix’d. Not that they durst without his leave attempt, But as he sends upon his high behests For state, as Sov’reign King, and to inure Our
prompt obedience. Fast we found, fast shut The dismal gates, and barricado'd strong; 241 But long ere our approaching, heard within Noise, other than the sound of dance or song; Torment, and loud lament, and furious
rage. Glad we return'd up to the coasts of light 245 Ere Sabbath ev’ning: so we had in charge. But thy relation now; for I attend, Pleas'd with thywords no less than thou with mine.
So spake the Godlike Pow'r, and thus our sire: For Man to tell how human life began 250 Is hard; for who himself beginning knew? Desire with thee still longer to converse Induc'd me. As new wak'd from soundest sleep, Soft on the flow'ry herb I found me laid In balmy sweat, which with his beams the sun
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Soon dry'd, and on the reeking moisture fed. Straight toward Heav'n my wond'ringeyes Iturn'd, And gaz'd a while the ample sky, till rais'd By quick instinctive motion, up I sprung, As thitherward endeav'ring, and upright 260 Stood on my feet. About me round I saw Hill, dale, and shady woods, and sunny plains, And liquid lapse of murm’ring streams: by these, Creatures that liv’d, and mov’d, and walk'd, orflew: Birds on the branches warbling: all things smild. With fragrance and with joy my heart o'erflow'd. Myself 1 then perus’d, and limb by limb Survey'd, and sometimes went, and sometimes ran With supple joints, as lively vigour led : But who I was, or where, or from what cause, 270 Knew not. To speak I try'd, and forthwith spake; My tongue obey'd, and readily could name Whate'er I saw. Thou sun, said I, fair light, And thou enlighten'd Earth, so fresh and gay; Ye Hills and Dales, ye Rivers, Woods, and Plains, And ye that live and move, fair Creatures tell, 276 Tell if
ye saw, how came I thus? how here? Not of myself; by some great Maker then, In goodness and in pow'r pre-eminent !
how may I know him, how adore, 280 From whom I have that thus I move and live, And feel that I am happier than I know. While thus I callid, and stray'd I knew not
This happy light, when answer none return'd, On a green shady bank profuse of flow'rs, Pensive I sat me down; there gentle sleep First found me, and with soft oppression seiz'd My droused sense, untroubl’d, though I thought I then was passing to my former state 290 Insensible, and forthwith to dissolve: When suddenly stood at my head a dream, , Whose inward apparition gently mov'd My fancy to believe I yet had being, 294 And liv'd. One came, methought, of shape divine, And said, Thy mansion wants thee Adam; rise, First Man, of men innum'rable ordain'd First Father; call’d by thee, I come thy guide To the garden of bliss, thy seat prepar'd. So saying, by the hand he took me rais'd, 300 And over fields and waters, as in air Smooth sliding without step, last led me up A woody mountain, whose high top was plain; A circuit wide, inclos'd, with goodliest trees 304 Planted, with walks and bow'rs, that what I saw Of earth before scarce pleasant seem’d. Each tree Loaden with fairest fruit, that hung to th'eye Tempting, stirr'd in me sudden appetite To pluck and eat; whereat I wak'd, and found Before mine eyes all real, as the dream 310 Had lively shadow’d. Here had new begun My wand'ring, had not he who was my guide Up hither, from among the trees appear'd, Presence divine. Rejoicing, but with awe, In adoration at his feet I fell
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