Insatiate, I thus single, nor have feard

Much reason, and in thir actions oft appeers.

Easie to mee it is to tell thee all

Till on a day roaving the field, I chancd [ 575 ]

The trodden Herb, of abject thoughts and low,

The first at lest of these I thought denid [ 555 ]

Say, for such wonder claims attention due.

Created mute to all articulat sound;

To whom the guileful Tempter thhttps://read.99csw.comus replyd.

Though at the voice much marveling; at length

Loaden with fruit of fairest colours mixt,

Where universally admird; but here

Into the Heart of Eve his words made way, [ 550 ]

Wonder not, sovran Mistress, if perhaps

What may this mean? Language of Man pronounct

Beholders rude, and shallow to discerne

Of Ewe or Goat dropping with Milk at Eevn,

Half read.99csw.comwhat in thee is fair, one man except, [ 545 ]

Fairest resemblance of thy Maker faire,

Thee, Serpent, suttlest beast of all the field [ 560 ]

By gift, and thy Celestial Beautie adore [ 540 ]

As was my food, nor aught but food discernd

Redouble then this miracle, and say,

A goodly Tree farr distant to behold

Thee all things living gaze on, all things thine

What thou command九_九_藏_書st and right thou shouldst be obeyd: [ 570 ]

To Beasts, whom God on thir Creation-Day

Thy looks, the Heavn of mildness, with disdain,

Not unamazd she thus in answer spake.

Empress of this fair World, resplendent Eve,

Then smell of sweetest Fenel or the Teats

I knew, but not with human voice endud;

Ruddie and Gold: I nearer drew to gaze;

The latter I demurre, for in thir looks

Thy aw九九藏書ful brow, more awful thus retird.

I was at first as other Beasts that graze

Displeasd that I approach thee thus, and gaze [ 535 ]

To me so friendly grown above the rest

Or Sex, and apprehended nothing high:

Who sees thee? (and what is one?) who shouldst be seen

A Goddess among Gods, adord and servd

Thou canst, who art sole Wonder, much less arm

Of brutal kind, that daily are in sight? [ 565九-九-藏-書 ]

How camst thou speakable of mute, and how

With ravishment beheld, there best beheld

Grateful to appetite, more pleasd my sense, [ 580 ]

By Tongue of Brute, and human sense exprest?

So glozd the Tempter, and his Proem tund;

By Angels numberless, thy daily Train.

In this enclosure wild, these Beasts among,

When from the boughes a savorie odour blown,

Unsuckt of Lamb or Kid, that tend thir play.