To find whom at the first they found unsought.
   But to his mother Mary, when she saw                        60
   Others returned from baptism, not her Son,
   Nor left at Jordan tidings of him none,
   Within her breast though calm, her breast though pure,
   Motherly cares and fears got head, and raised
   Some troubled thoughts, which she in sighs thus clad:--
     "Oh, what avails me now that honour high,
   To have conceived of God, or that salute,
   'Hail, highly favoured, among women blest!'
   While I to sorrows am no less advanced,
   And fears as eminent above the lot                          70
   Of other women, by the birth I bore:
   In such a season born, when scarce a shed
   Could be obtained to shelter him or me
   From the bleak air?  A stable was our warmth,
   A manger his; yet soon enforced to fly
   Thence into Egypt, till the murderous king
   Were dead, who sought his life, and, missing, filled
   With infant blood the streets of Bethlehem.
   From Egypt home returned, in Nazareth
   Hath been our dwelling many years; his life                 80
   Private, unactive, calm, contemplative,
   Little suspicious to any king.  But now,
   Full grown to man, acknowledged, as I hear,
   By John the Baptist, and in public shewn,
   Son owned from Heaven by his Father's voice,
   I looked for some great change.  To honour? no;
   But trouble, as old Simeon plain foretold,
   That to the fall and rising he should be
   Of many in Israel, and to a sign
   Spoken against--that through my very soul                   90
   A sword shall pierce.  This is my favoured lot,
   My exaltation to afflictions high!
   Afflicted I may be, it seems, and blest!
   I will not argue that, nor will repine.
   But where delays he now?  Some great intent
   Conceals him.  When twelve years he scarce had seen,
   I lost him, but so found as well I saw
   He could not lose himself, but went about
   His Father's business.  What he meant I mused--
   Since understand; much more his absence now                 100
   Thus long to some great purpose he obscures.
   But I to wait with patience am inured;
   My heart hath been a storehouse long of things
   And sayings laid up, pretending strange events."
     Thus Mary, pondering oft, and oft to mind
   Recalling what remarkably had passed
   Since first her Salutation heard, with thoughts
   Meekly composed awaited the fulfilling:
   The while her Son, tracing the desert wild,
   Sole, but with holiest meditations fed,                     110
   Into himself descended, and at once
   All his great work to come before him set--
   How to begin, how to accomplish best
   His end of being on Earth, and mission high.
   For Satan, with sly preface to return,
   Had left him vacant, and with speed was gone
   Up to the middle region of thick air,
   Where all his Potentates in council sate.
   There, without sign of boast, or sign of joy,
   Solicitous and blank, he thus began:--                      120
     "Princes, Heaven's ancient Sons, AEthereal Thrones--
   Daemonian Spirits now, from the element
   Each of his reign allotted, rightlier called
   Powers of Fire, Air, Water, and Earth beneath
   (So may we hold our place and these mild seats
   Without new trouble!)--such an enemy
   Is risen to invade us, who no less
   Threatens than our expulsion down to Hell.
   I, as I undertook, and with the vote
   Consenting in full frequence was impowered,                 130
   Have found him, viewed him, tasted him; but find
   Far other labour to be undergone
   Than when I dealt with Adam, first of men,
   Though Adam by his wife's allurement fell,
   However to this Man inferior far--
   If he be Man by mother's side, at least
   With more than human gifts from Heaven adorned,
   Perfections absolute, graces divine,
   And amplitude of mind to greatest deeds.
   Therefore I am returned, lest confidence                    140
   Of my success with Eve in Paradise
   Deceive ye to persuasion over-sure
   Of like succeeding here.  I summon all
   Rather to be in readiness with hand
   Or counsel to assist, lest I, who erst
   Thought none my equal, now be overmatched."
     So spake the old Serpent, doubting, and from all
   With clamour was assured their utmost aid
   At his command; when from amidst them rose
   Belial, the dissolutest Spirit that fell,                   150
   The sensualest, and, after Asmodai,
   The fleshliest Incubus, and thus advised:--
     "Set women in his eye and in his walk,
   Among daughters of men the fairest found.
   Many are in each region passing fair
   As the noon sky, more like to goddesses
   Than mortal creatures, graceful and discreet,
   Expert in amorous arts, enchanting tongues
   Persuasive, virgin majesty with mild
   And sweet allayed, yet terrible to approach,                160
   Skilled to retire, and in retiring draw
   Hearts after them tangled in amorous nets.
   Such object hath the power to soften and tame
   Severest temper, smooth the rugged'st brow,
   Enerve, and with voluptuous hope dissolve,
   Draw out with credulous desire, and lead
   At will the manliest, resolutest breast,
   As the magnetic hardest iron draws.
   Women, when nothing else, beguiled the heart
   Of wisest Solomon, and made him build,                      170
   And made him bow, to the gods of his wives."
     To whom quick answer Satan thus returned:--
   "Belial, in much uneven scale thou weigh'st
   All others by thyself.  Because of old
   Thou thyself doat'st on womankind, admiring
   Their shape, their colour, and attractive grace,
   None are, thou think'st, but taken with such toys.
   Before the Flood, thou, with thy lusty crew,
   False titled Sons of God, roaming the Earth,
   Cast wanton eyes on the daughters of men,                   180
   And coupled with them, and begot a race.
   Have we not seen, or by relation heard,
   In courts and regal chambers how thou lurk'st,
   In wood or grove, by mossy fountain-side,
   In valley or green meadow, to waylay
   Some beauty rare, Calisto, Clymene,
   Daphne, or Semele, Antiopa,
   Or Amymone, Syrinx, many more
   Too long--then lay'st thy scapes on names adored,
   Apollo, Neptune, Jupiter, or Pan,                           190
   Satyr, or Faun, or Silvan?  But these haunts
   Delight not all.  Among the sons of men
   How many have with a smile made small account
   Of beauty and her lures, easily scorned
   All her assaults, on worthier things intent!
   Remember that Pellean conqueror,
   A youth, how all the beauties of the East
   He slightly viewed, and slightly overpassed;
   How he surnamed of Africa dismissed,
   In his prime youth, the fair Iberian maid.                  200
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   For Solomon, he lived at ease, and, full
   Of honour, wealth, high fare, aimed not beyond
   Higher design than to enjoy his state;
   Thence to the bait of women lay exposed.
   But he whom we attempt is wiser far
   Than Solomon, of more exalted mind,
   Made and set wholly on the accomplishment
   Of greatest things.  What woman will you find,
   Though of this age the wonder and the fame,
   On whom his leisure will voutsafe an eye                    210
   Of fond desire?  Or should she, confident,
   As sitting queen adored on Beauty's throne,
   Descend with all her winning charms begirt
   To enamour, as the zone of Venus once
   Wrought that effect on Jove (so fables tell),
   How would one look from his majestic brow,
   Seated as on the top of Virtue's hill,
   Discountenance her despised, and put to rout
   All her array, her female pride deject,
   Or turn to reverent awe!  For Beauty stands                 220
   In the admiration only of weak minds
   Led captive; cease to admire, and all her plumes
   Fall flat, and shrink into a trivial toy,
   At every sudden slighting quite abashed.
   Therefore with manlier objects we must try
   His constancy--with such as have more shew
   Of worth, of honour, glory, and popular praise
   (Rocks whereon greatest men have oftest wrecked);
   Or that which only seems to satisfy
   Lawful desires of nature, not beyond.                       230
   And now I know he hungers, where no food
   Is to be found, in the wide Wilderness:
   The rest commit to me; I shall let pass
   No advantage, and his strength as oft assay."
     He ceased, and heard their grant in loud acclaim;
   Then forthwith to him takes a chosen band
   Of Spirits likest to himself in guile,
   To be at hand and at his beck appear,
   If cause were to unfold some active scene
   Of various persons, each to know his part;                  240
   Then to the desert takes with these his flight,
   Where still, from shade to shade, the Son of God,
   After forty days' fasting, had remained,
   Now hungering first, and to himself thus said:--
     "Where will this end?  Four times ten days I have passed
   Wandering this woody maze, and human food
   Nor tasted, nor had appetite.  That fast
   To virtue I impute not, or count part
   Of what I suffer here.  If nature need not,
   Or God support nature without repast,                       250
   Though needing, what praise is it to endure?
   But now I feel I hunger; which declares
   Nature hath need of what she asks.  Yet God
   Can satisfy that need some other way,
   Though hunger still remain.  So it remain
   Without this body's wasting, I content me,
   And from the sting of famine fear no harm;
   Nor mind it, fed with better thoughts, that feed
   Me hungering more to do my Father's will."
     It was the hour of night, when thus the Son               260
   Communed in silent walk, then laid him down
   Under the hospitable covert nigh
   Of trees thick interwoven.  There he slept,
   And dreamed, as appetite is wont to dream,
   Of meats and drinks, nature's refreshment sweet.
   Him thought he by the brook of Cherith stood,
   And saw the ravens with their horny beaks
   Food to Elijah bringing even and morn--
   Though ravenous, taught to abstain from what they brought;
   He saw the Prophet also, how he fled                        270
   Into the desert, and how there he slept
   Under a juniper--then how, awaked,
   He found his supper on the coals prepared,
   And by the Angel was bid rise and eat,
   And eat the second time after repose,
   The strength whereof sufficed him forty days:
   Sometimes that with Elijah he partook,
   Or as a guest with Daniel at his pulse.
   Thus wore out night; and now the harald Lark
   Left his ground-nest, high towering to descry               280
   The Morn's approach, and greet her with his song.
   As lightly from his grassy couch up rose
   Our Saviour, and found all was but a dream;
   Fasting he went to sleep, and fasting waked.
   Up to a hill anon his steps he reared,
   From whose high top to ken the prospect round,
   If cottage were in view, sheep-cote, or herd;
   But cottage, herd, or sheep-cote, none he saw--
   Only in a bottom saw a pleasant grove,
   With chaunt of tuneful birds resounding loud.               290
   Thither he bent his way, determined there
   To rest at noon, and entered soon the shade
   High-roofed, and walks beneath, and alleys brown,
   That opened in the midst a woody scene;
   Nature's own work it seemed (Nature taught Art),
   And, to a superstitious eye, the haunt
   Of wood-gods and wood-nymphs.  He viewed it round;
   When suddenly a man before him stood,
   Not rustic as before, but seemlier clad,
   As one in city or court or palace bred,                     300
   And with fair speech these words to him addressed:--
     "With granted leave officious I return,
   But much more wonder that the Son of God
   In this wild solitude so long should bide,
   Of all things destitute, and, well I know,
   Not without hunger.  Others of some note,
   As story tells, have trod this wilderness:
   The fugitive Bond-woman, with her son,
   Outcast Nebaioth, yet found here relief
   By a providing Angel; all the race                          310
   Of Israel here had famished, had not God
   Rained from heaven manna; and that Prophet bold,
   Native of Thebez, wandering here, was fed
   Twice by a voice inviting him to eat.
   Of thee those forty days none hath regard,
   Forty and more deserted here indeed."
     To whom thus Jesus:--"What conclud'st thou hence?
   They all had need; I, as thou seest, have none."
     "How hast thou hunger then?" Satan replied.
   "Tell me, if food were now before thee set,                 320
   Wouldst thou not eat?"  "Thereafter as I like
   the giver," answered Jesus.  "Why should that
   Cause thy refusal?" said the subtle Fiend.
   "Hast thou not right to all created things?
   Owe not all creatures, by just right, to thee
   Duty and service, nor to stay till bid,
   But tender all their power?  Nor mention I
   Meats by the law unclean, or offered first
   To idols--those young Daniel could refuse;
   Nor proffered by an enemy--though who                       330
   Would scruple that, with want oppressed?  Behold,
   Nature ashamed, or, better to express,
   Troubled, that thou shouldst hunger, hath purveyed
   From all the elements her choicest store,
   To treat thee as beseems, and as her Lord
   With honour.  Only deign to sit and eat."
     He spake no dream; for, as his words had end,
   Our Saviour, lifting up his eyes, beheld,
   In ample space under the broadest shade,
   A table richly spread in regal mode,                   
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   With dishes piled and meats of noblest sort
   And savour--beasts of chase, or fowl of game,
   In pastry built, or from the spit, or boiled,
   Grisamber-steamed; all fish, from sea or shore,
   Freshet or purling brook, of shell or fin,
   And exquisitest name, for which was drained
   Pontus, and Lucrine bay, and Afric coast.
   Alas! how simple, to these cates compared,
   Was that crude Apple that diverted Eve!
   And at a stately sideboard, by the wine,                    350
   That fragrant smell diffused, in order stood
   Tall stripling youths rich-clad, of fairer hue
   Than Ganymed or Hylas; distant more,
   Under the trees now tripped, now solemn stood,
   Nymphs of Diana's train, and Naiades
   With fruits and flowers from Amalthea's horn,
   And ladies of the Hesperides, that seemed
   Fairer than feigned of old, or fabled since
   Of faery damsels met in forest wide
   By knights of Logres, or of Lyones,                         360
   Lancelot, or Pelleas, or Pellenore.
   And all the while harmonious airs were heard
   Of chiming strings or charming pipes; and winds
   Of gentlest gale Arabian odours fanned
   From their soft wings, and Flora's earliest smells.
   Such was the splendour; and the Tempter now
   His invitation earnestly renewed:--
     "What doubts the Son of God to sit and eat?
   These are not fruits forbidden; no interdict
   Defends the touching of these viands pure;                  370
   Their taste no knowledge works, at least of evil,
   But life preserves, destroys life's enemy,
   Hunger, with sweet restorative delight.
   All these are Spirits of air, and woods, and springs,
   Thy gentle ministers, who come to pay
   Thee homage, and acknowledge thee their Lord.
   What doubt'st thou, Son of God?  Sit down and eat."
     To whom thus Jesus temperately replied:--
   "Said'st thou not that to all things I had right?
   And who withholds my power that right to use?               380
   Shall I receive by gift what of my own,
   When and where likes me best, I can command?
   I can at will, doubt not, as soon as thou,
   Command a table in this wilderness,
   And call swift flights of Angels ministrant,
   Arrayed in glory, on my cup to attend:
   Why shouldst thou, then, obtrude this diligence
   In vain, where no acceptance it can find?
   And with my hunger what hast thou to do?
   Thy pompous delicacies I contemn,                           390
   And count thy specious gifts no gifts, but guiles."
     To whom thus answered Satan, male-content:--
   "That I have also power to give thou seest;
   If of that power I bring thee voluntary
   What I might have bestowed on whom I pleased,
   And rather opportunely in this place
   Chose to impart to thy apparent need,
   Why shouldst thou not accept it?  But I see
   What I can do or offer is suspect.
   Of these things others quickly will dispose,                400
   Whose pains have earned the far-fet spoil."  With that
   Both table and provision vanished quite,
   With sound of harpies' wings and talons heard;
   Only the importune Tempter still remained,
   And with these words his temptation pursued:--
     "By hunger, that each other creature tames,
   Thou art not to be harmed, therefore not moved;
   Thy temperance, invincible besides,
   For no allurement yields to appetite;
   And all thy heart is set on high designs,                   410
   High actions.  But wherewith to be achieved?
   Great acts require great means of enterprise;
   Thou art unknown, unfriended, low of birth,
   A carpenter thy father known, thyself
   Bred up in poverty and straits at home,
   Lost in a desert here and hunger-bit.
   Which way, or from what hope, dost thou aspire
   To greatness? whence authority deriv'st?
   What followers, what retinue canst thou gain,
   Or at thy heels the dizzy multitude,                        420
   Longer than thou canst feed them on thy cost?
   Money brings honour, friends, conquest, and realms.
   What raised Antipater the Edomite,
   And his son Herod placed on Juda's throne,
   Thy throne, but gold, that got him puissant friends?
   Therefore, if at great things thou wouldst arrive,
   Get riches first, get wealth, and treasure heap--
   Not difficult, if thou hearken to me.
   Riches are mine, fortune is in my hand;
   They whom I favour thrive in wealth amain,                  430
   While virtue, valour, wisdom, sit in want."
     To whom thus Jesus patiently replied:--
   "Yet wealth without these three is impotent
   To gain dominion, or to keep it gained--
   Witness those ancient empires of the earth,
   In highth of all their flowing wealth dissolved;
   But men endued with these have oft attained,
   In lowest poverty, to highest deeds--
   Gideon, and Jephtha, and the shepherd lad
   Whose offspring on the throne of Juda sate                  440
   So many ages, and shall yet regain
   That seat, and reign in Israel without end.
   Among the Heathen (for throughout the world
   To me is not unknown what hath been done
   Worthy of memorial) canst thou not remember
   Quintius, Fabricius, Curius, Regulus?
   For I esteem those names of men so poor,
   Who could do mighty things, and could contemn
   Riches, though offered from the hand of kings.
   And what in me seems wanting but that I                     450