For heav’nly minds from such distempers foul
   Are ever cleer. Whereof hee soon aware,
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   Each perturbation smooth’d with outward calm,
   Artificer of fraud; and was the first
   That practis’d falshood under saintly shew,
   Deep malice to conceal, couch’t with revenge:
   Yet not anough had practis’d to deceive
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   Uriel once warnd; whose eye pursu’d him down
   The way he went, and on th’ Assyrian mount
   Saw him disfigur’d,6 more then could befall
   Spirit of happie sort: his gestures fierce
   He mark’d and mad demeanour, then alone,
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   As he suppos’d, all unobserv’d, unseen.
   So on he fares, and to the border comes
   Of Eden, where delicious Paradise,
   Now nearer, Crowns with her enclosure green,
   As with a rural mound the champain head7
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   Of a steep wilderness, whose hairie sides
   With thicket overgrown, grottesque and wild,
   Access deni’d; and over head up grew
   Insuperable highth of loftiest shade,
   Cedar, and Pine, and Firr, and branching Palm,
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   A Silvan Scene, and as the ranks ascend
   Shade above shade, a woodie Theatre
   Of stateliest view. Yet higher then thir tops
   The verdurous wall of Paradise up sprung:
   Which to our general Sire gave prospect large
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   Into his neather Empire neighbouring round.
   And higher then that Wall a circling row
   Of goodliest Trees loaden with fairest Fruit,
   Blossoms and Fruit at once of golden hue
   Appeerd, with gay enameld colours mixt:
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   On which the Sun more glad impress’d his beams
   Then in fair Evening Cloud, or humid Bow,
   When God hath showrd the earth; so lovely seemd
   That Lantskip: And of pure now purer air
   Meets his approach, and to the heart inspires
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   Vernal delight and joy, able to drive
   All sadness but despair: now gentle gales
   Fanning thir odoriferous wings dispense
   Native perfumes, and whisper whence they stole
   Those balmie spoils. As when to them who sail
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   Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are past
   Mozambic, off at Sea North-East winds blow
   Sabean8 Odours from the spicie shoar
   Of Arabie the blest, with such delay
   Well pleas’d they slack thir course, and many a League
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   Chear’d with the grateful smell old Ocean smiles.
   So entertaind those odorous sweets the Fiend
   Who came thir bane, though with them better pleas’d
   Then Asmodeus9 with the fishie fume,
   That drove him, though enamourd, from the Spouse
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   Of Tobits Son, and with a vengeance sent
   From Media post to Ægypt, there fast bound.
   Now to th’ ascent of that steep savage10 Hill
   Satan had journied on, pensive and slow;
   But further way found none, so thick entwin’d,
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   As one continu’d brake, the undergrowth
   Of shrubs and tangling bushes had perplext
   All path of Man or Beast that past that way:
   One Gate there only was, and that look’d East
   On th’ other side: which when th’ arch-fellon saw
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   Due entrance he disdaind, and in contempt,
   At one slight bound high overleap’d all bound
   Of Hill or highest Wall, and sheer within
   Lights on his feet. As when a prowling Wolf,
   Whom hunger drives to seek new haunt for prey,
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   Watching where Shepherds pen thir Flocks at eeve
   In hurdl’d Cotes amid the field secure,
   Leaps o’re the fence with ease into the Fould:
   Or as a Thief bent to unhoord the cash
   Of some rich Burgher, whose substantial dores,
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   Cross-barrd and bolted fast, fear no assault,
   In at the window climbs, or o’re the tiles;
   So clomb this first grand Thief into Gods Fould:
   So since into his Church lewd Hirelings climb.11
   Thence up he flew, and on the Tree of Life,
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   The middle Tree and highest there that grew,
   Sat like a Cormorant;12 yet not true Life
   Thereby regaind, but sat devising Death
   To them who liv’d; nor on the vertue thought
   Of that life-giving Plant, but only us’d
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   For prospect, what well us’d had bin the pledge
   Of immortality. So little knows
   Any, but God alone, to value right
   The good before him, but perverts best things
   To worst abuse, or to thir meanest use.
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   Beneath him with new wonder now he views
   To all delight of human sense expos’d
   In narrow room Natures whole wealth, yea more,
   A Heav’n on Earth: for blissful Paradise
   Of God the Garden was, by him in th’ East
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   Of Eden planted; Eden stretch’d her Line
   From Auran13 Eastward to the Royal Towrs
   Of great Seleucia, built by Grecian Kings,
   Or where the Sons of Eden long before
   Dwelt in Telassar:14 in this pleasant soil
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   His farr more pleasant Garden God ordaind;
   Out of the fertil ground he caus’d to grow
   All Trees of noblest kind for sight, smell, taste;
   And all amid them stood the Tree of Life,
   High eminent, blooming Ambrosial Fruit
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   Of vegetable Gold; and next to Life
   Our Death the Tree of Knowledge grew fast by,
   Knowledge of Good bought dear by knowing ill.
   Southward through Eden went a River15 large,
   Nor chang’d his course, but through the shaggie hill
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   Pass’d underneath ingulft, for God had thrown
   That Mountain as his Garden mould high rais’d
   Upon the rapid current, which through veins
   Of porous Earth with kindly thirst up drawn,
   Rose a fresh Fountain, and with many a rill
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   Waterd the Garden; thence united fell
   Down the steep glade, and met the neather Flood,
   Which from his darksom passage now appeers,
   And now divided into four main Streams,16
   Runs divers, wandring many a famous Realm
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   And Country whereof here needs no account,
   But rather to tell how, if Art could tell,
   How from that Saphire Fount the crisped Brooks,
   Rowling on Orient Pearl and sands of Gold,
   With mazie error17 under pendant shades
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   Ran Nectar, visiting each plant, and fed
   Flowrs worthy of Paradise which not nice Art
   In Beds and curious Knots,18 but Nature boon19
   Powrd forth profuse on Hill and Dale and Plain,
   Both where the morning Sun first warmly smote
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   The open field, and where the unpierc’t shade
   Imbrownd the noontide Bowrs: Thus was this place,
   A happy rural seat of various view;
   Groves whose rich Trees wept odorous Gumms and Balm,
   Others whose fruit burnisht with Golden Rind
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   Hung amiable, Hesperian Fables true, 
					     					 			
   If true, here only, and of delicious taste:
   Betwixt them Lawns, or level Downs, and Flocks
   Grasing the tender herb, were interpos’d,
   Or palmie hilloc, or the flowrie lap
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   Of som irriguous Valley spred her store,
   Flowrs of all hue, and without Thorn the Rose:
   Another side, umbrageous Grots and Caves
   Of cool recess, o’re which the mantling vine
   Layes forth her purple Grape, and gently creeps
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   Luxuriant; mean while murmuring waters fall
   Down the slope hills, disperst, or in a Lake,
   That to the fringed Bank with Myrtle crownd,
   Her chrystal mirror holds, unite thir streams.
   The Birds thir quire apply; aires, vernal aires,
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   Breathing the smell of field and grove, attune
   The trembling leaves, while Universal Pan
   Knit with the Graces20 and the Hours in dance
   Led on th’ Eternal Spring. Not that fair field
   Of Enna, where Proserpin gathring flowrs
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   Her self a fairer Flowr by gloomie Dis
   Was gatherd,21 which cost Ceres all that pain
   To seek her through the world; nor that sweet Grove
   Of Daphne22 by Orontes, and th’ inspir’d
   Castalian Spring might with this Paradise
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   Of Eden strive; nor that Nyseian Ile23
   Girt with the River Triton, where old Cham24
   Whom Gentiles Ammon call and Lybian Jove,
   Hid Amalthea and her Florid Son
   Young Bacchus from his Stepdame Rhea’s eye;
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   Nor where Abassin25 Kings thir issue Guard,
   Mount Amara, though this by som suppos’d
   True Paradise under the Ethiop Line26
   By Nilus head, enclos’d with shining Rock,
   A whole dayes journey high, but wide remote
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   From this Assyrian Garden, where the Fiend
   Saw undelighted all delight, all kind
   Of living Creatures new to sight and strange:
   Two of far nobler shape erect and tall,
   Godlike erect, with native Honour clad
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   In naked Majestie seemd Lords of all,
   And worthie seemd, for in thir looks Divine
   The image of thir glorious Maker shon,
   Truth, Wisdom, Sanctitude severe and pure,
   Severe, but in true filial freedom plac’t;
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   Whence true autoritie in men; though both
   Not equal, as thir sex not equal seemd;
   For contemplation hee and valour formd,
   For softness shee and sweet attractive Grace,
   Hee for God only, shee for God in him:
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   His fair large Front and Eye sublime27 declar’d
   Absolute rule; and Hyacinthin Locks
   Round from his parted forelock manly hung
   Clustring, but not beneath his shoulders broad:
   Shee as a vail down to the slender waste
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   Her unadorned golden tresses wore
   Dissheveld, but in wanton28 ringlets wav’d
   As the Vine curls her tendrils, which impli’d
   Subjection,29 but requir’d with gentle sway,30
   And by her yeilded, by him best receiv’d,
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   Yeilded with coy submission, modest pride,
   And sweet reluctant amorous delay.
   Nor those mysterious parts were then conceald,
   Then was not guiltie shame, dishonest31 shame
   Of natures works, honor dishonorable,
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   Sin-bred, how have ye troubl’d all mankind
   With shews instead, meer shews of seeming pure,
   And banisht from mans life his happiest life,
   Simplicitie and spotless innocence.
   So pass’d they naked on, nor shund the sight
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   Of God or Angel, for they thought no ill:
   So hand in hand32 they pass’d, the loveliest pair
   That ever since in loves imbraces met,
   Adam33 the goodliest man of men since born
   His Sons, the fairest of her Daughters Eve.34
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   Under a tuft of shade that on a green
   Stood whispering soft, by a fresh Fountain side
   They sat them down, and after no more toil
   Of thir sweet Gardning labour then suffic’d
   To recommend cool Zephyr, and made ease
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   More easie, wholsom thirst and appetite
   More grateful, to thir Supper Fruits they fell,
   Nectarine Fruits which the compliant boughs
   Yeilded them, side-long as they sat recline
   On the soft downie Bank damaskt with flowrs:
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   The savourie pulp they chew, and in the rind
   Still as they thirsted scoop the brimming stream;
   Nor gentle purpose,35 nor endearing smiles
   Wanted, nor youthful dalliance as beseems
   Fair couple, linkt in happie nuptial League,
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   Alone as they. About them frisking playd
   All Beasts of th’ Earth, since wild, and of all chase
   In Wood or Wilderness, Forrest or Den;
   Sporting the Lion ramp’d, and in his paw
   Dandl’d the Kid; Bears, Tygers, Ounces, Pards
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   Gambold before them, th’ unwieldy Elephant
   To make them mirth us’d all his might, and wreath’d
   His Lithe Proboscis; close the Serpent sly
   Insinuating,36 wove with Gordian twine
   His breaded train, and of his fatal guile
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   Gave proof unheeded; others on the grass
   Coucht, and now fild with pasture gazing sat,
   Or Bedward ruminating: for the Sun
   Declin’d was hasting now with prone carreer37
   To th’ Ocean Iles,38 and in th’ ascending Scale
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   Of Heav’n the Starrs that usher Evening rose:
   When Satan still in gaze, as first he stood,
   Scarce thus at length faild speech recoverd sad.
   O Hell! what doe mine eyes with grief behold,
   Into our room of bliss thus high advanc’t
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   Creatures of other mould, earth-born perhaps,
   Not Spirits, yet to heav’nly Spirits bright
   Little inferior; whom my thoughts pursue
   With wonder, and could love, so lively shines
   In them Divine resemblance, and such grace
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   The hand that formd them on thir shape hath pourd
   Ah gentle pair, yee little think how nigh
   Your change approaches, when all these delights
   Will vanish and deliver ye to woe,
   More woe, the more your taste is now of joy;
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   Happie, but for so happie ill secur’d
   Long to continue, and this high seat your Heav’n
   Ill fenc’t for Heav’n to keep out such a foe
   As now is enterd; yet no purpos’d foe
   To you whom I could pittie thus forlorn
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   Though I unpittied: League with you I seek,
   And mutual amitie so streight, so close,
   That I with you must dwell, or you with me
   Henceforth; my dwelling haply may not please
   Like this fair Paradise, your sense, yet such
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   Accept your Makers work; he gave it me,
   Which I as freely give; Hell shall unfold,
   To entertain you two, her widest Gates,
   And send forth all her Kings; there will be room,
   Not like these narrow limits 
					     					 			, to receive
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   Your numerous ofspring; if no better place,
   Thank him who puts me loath to this revenge
   On you who wrong me not for him who wrong’d.
   And should I at your harmless innocence
   Melt, as I doe, yet public reason just,
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   Honour and Empire with revenge enlarg’d,
   By conquering this new World, compels me now
   To do what else though damnd I should abhorr.
   So spake the Fiend, and with necessitie,
   The Tyrants plea, excus’d his devilish deeds.
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   Then from his loftie stand on that high Tree
   Down he alights among the sportful Herd
   Of those fourfooted kinds, himself now one,
   Now other, as thir shape serv’d best his end
   Neerer to view his prey, and unespi’d
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   To mark what of thir state he more might learn
   By word or action markt: about them round
   A Lion now he stalks with fierie glare,
   Then as a Tiger, who by chance hath spi’d
   In some Purlieu two gentle Fawns at play,
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   Strait couches close, then rising changes oft
   His couchant watch, as one who chose his ground
   Whence rushing he might surest seise them both
   Grip’t in each paw: when Adam first of men
   To first of women Eve thus moving speech,
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   Turnd him all ear to hear new utterance flow.
   Sole partner and sole part of all these joyes,
   Dearer thy self then all; needs must the Power
   That made us, and for us this ample World
   Be infinitly good, and of his good
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   As liberal and free as infinite,
   That rais’d us from the dust and plac’t us here
   In all this happiness, who at his hand
   Have nothing merited, nor can perform
   Aught whereof hee hath need, hee who requires
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   From us no other service then to keep