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Paradise Lost continued.]

Hither, as to their fountain, other stars

Repairing, in their golden urns draw light.

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With sanctity of reason.

The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear

So charming left his voice, that he awhile

Thought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear.

And

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grace that won who saw to wish her stay.

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And, touch'd by her fair tendance, gladlier grew.

With centric and eccentric scribbled o'er,

Cycle and epicycle, orb in orb.

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That which before us lies in daily life,

Is the prime wisdom.

Liquid lapse of murmuring streams.

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And feel that I am happier than I know.

Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye,

In every gesture dignity and love.

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[Paradise Lost continued.

Her virtue and the conscience of her worth,

That would be wooed, and not unsought be won. Book viii. Line 502.

She what was honour knew,

And with obsequious majesty approv'd

My pleaded reason. To the nuptial bower
I led her, blushing like the morn: all heaven,
And happy constellations on that hour
Shed their selectest influence; the earth
Gave sign of gratulation, and each hill;
Joyous the birds; fresh gales and gentle airs
Whisper'd it to the woods, and from their wings
Flung rose, flung odours from the spicy shrub.
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So well to know

Her own, that what she wills to do or say
Seems wisest, virtuousest, discreetest, best.
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Accuse not Nature, she hath done her part;
Do thou but thine.

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Those graceful acts,

Those thousand decencies, that daily flow

From all her words and actions.

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To whom the angel with a smile that glow'd
Celestial rosy red, love's proper hue.

My unpremeditated verse.

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Pleas'd me, long choosing and beginning late.

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Paradise Lost continued.]

Unless an age too late, or cold

Climate, or years, damp my intended wing.

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Revenge, at first though sweet,

Bitter ere long back on itself recoils.

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The work under our labour grows,

Luxurious by restraint.

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Smiles from reason flow,

To brute deny'd, and are of love the food.

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For solitude sometimes is best society,

And short retirement urges sweet return.

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At shut of evening flowers.

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As one who long in populous city pent,

Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air.

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Sole daughter of his voice.1 Book ix. Line 652.

Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her seat,
Sighing through all her works, gave signs of woe,
That all was lost.
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1 Cf. Wordsworth, Ode to Duty, p. 419.

[Paradise Lost continued.

In her face excuse

Came prologue, and apology too prompt.

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A pillar'd shade

High overarch'd, and echoing walks between.

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Yet I shall temper so

Justice with mercy, as may illustrate most
Them fully satisfy'd, and thee appease.

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So scented the grim Feature, and upturn'd
His nostril wide into the murky air,

Sagacious of his quarry from so far.

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Must I thus leave thee, Paradise? thus leave

Thee, native soil, these happy walks and shades? Book xi. Line 269.

Then purged with euphrasy and rue

The visual nerve, for he had much to see.

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Moping melancholy,

And moon-struck madness.

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And over them triumphant Death his dart

Shook, but delay'd to strike, though oft invok'd.

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Paradise Lost continued.]

So mayst thou live, till like ripe fruit thou drop Into thy mother's lap. Book xi. Line 535

Nor love thy life, nor hate; but what thou liv'st Live well; how long or short permit to heaven.1

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A bevy of fair women.

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Some natural tears they dropp'd, but wip'd them

soon;

The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide. They, hand in hand, with wand'ring steps and slow,

Through Eden took their solitary way.

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Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise.

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Elephants endors'd with towers.

1 Summum nec metuas diem, nec optes. - Martial, lib.

X. 47; 14.

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