{mpart against his will, if all be his ? He ended, and his words replete with guile rung of his persuasive words, impregn’d With reason, to her seeming, and with truth; Meanwhile the hour of noon drew on, and wak'd An eager appetite, rais'd by the smell 740 So savory of that fruit, which with desire, Inclinable now grown to touch or taste, Solicited ber longing eye; yet first Pausing a while, thus to herself she mus'd. Great are thy virtues, doubtless, best of fruits, 745 Though kept from man, and worthy to be admir'd, Whose taste, too long forborn, at first essay Gave elocution to the mute, and taught The tongue not made for speech to speak thy praise : Thy praise he also who forbids thy use, 750 Conceals not from us, naming thee the tree Of knowledge, knowledge both of good and evil; Forbids us then to taste, but his forbidding Commends thee more, while it infers the good By thec communicated, and our want : 755 For good unknown, sure is not had, or had And yet unknown, is as not had at all. In plain then, what forbids he but to know, 760 סון Forbids us good, forbids us to be wise ? 766 775 Here grows the cure of all, this fruit divine. Fair to the eye, inviting to the taste, Of virtue to make wise : What hinders then 'To reach, and feed at once both body and mind? So saying, her rash hand in evil hour 780 Forth reaching to the fruit, she pluck’d, she eat : Earth felt the wound, and Nature from her seat Sighing through all her works gave signs of woe, That all was lost. Back to the thicket slunk The guilty Serpent, and well might, for Eve 785 Intent now wholly on her taste, nought else Regarded, such delight till then, as seem’d, In fruit she never tasted, whether truc Or fancy'd so, through expectation high 791 O sov'Reign, virtuous, precious of all trees 795 In Paradise, of operation blest To sapience, hitherto obscur'd, infam'd, And thy fair fruit let hang, as to no end Created ; but henceforth my early care, Not without song, each morning, and due praise, Shall tend thee, and the fertile burden ease 801 Of thy full branches offer'd free to all; Till dieted by thee I grow mature In knowledge, as the Gods who all things know; Though others envy what they cannot give; For had the gift been theirs, it had not here Thus grown. Experience, next to thee I owe, Best guide; not following thee I had remain'd In ignorance; thou open’st wisdom's way, And giv'st access, though secret she retire. 810 And I perhaps am secret; Heav'n is high, High, and remote to see from thence distinct Each thing on earth; and other care perhaps May have diverted from continual watch Our great forbidder, safe with all his spies 815 About him. But to Adam in what sort Shall I appear? Shall I to him make known As yet my change, and give him to partake 805 820 825 830 Full happiness with me, or rather not, be well : but what if God have seen, So saying from the tree her step she turn'd, crown, oft are wont their harvest queen. 835 840 845 AA 850 860 Of knowledge he must pass, there he her met, Hast thou not wonder’d, Adam, at my stay? 835 870 Endued with human voice and human sense, Reasoning to admiration, and with me Persuasively hath so prevaild, that I Have also tasted, and have also found Th'effects to correspond, opener mine eyes, Dim erst, dilated spirits, ampler heart, And growing up to Godhead; which for thet Chiefly I sought, without thee can despise. 865 873 |