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And noo Earthey had descrid, [ 325 ]
to Paradise first tending, when behold
Satan in likeness of an Angel bright
Bet taure and tearing
he Sun in Aries rose:
Disguisd those his Children dear [ 330 ]
t soon discernd, though in disguise.
er Eve seduct, unminded slunk
Into t by, and changing shape
to observe t
By Eve, ting, seconded [ 335 ]
Upon sought
Vain covertures; but when he saw descend
to judge terrifid
o escape, but shun
t, fearing guiltie w h [ 340 ]
Mig; t past, returnd
By Nigening whe hapless Paire
Sate in t,
tood
Not instant, but of future time. ith joy [ 345 ]
And tidings fraugo urnd,
And at t
Of tifice, un
Met him came, his Ofspring dear.
Great joy ting, and at sight [ 350 ]
Of t stupendious Bridge his joy encreasd.
Long ood, till Sin, his faire
Incing Daughe silence broke.
O Parent, thy magnific deeds,
trop as not thine own, [ 355 ]
t tect:
For I no sooner in my divind,
My , w harmonie
Still moves ,
t t prosperd, why looks [ 360 ]
No straig
tant from t felt
t I must after thy Son;
Sucal consequence unites us three:
hell could no longer hold us in her bounds, [ 365 ]
Nor this unvoyageable Gulf obscure
Detain from follorious track.
to Paradise first tending, when behold
Satan in likeness of an Angel bright
Bet taure and tearing
he Sun in Aries rose:
Disguisd those his Children dear [ 330 ]
t soon discernd, though in disguise.
er Eve seduct, unminded slunk
Into t by, and changing shape
to observe t
By Eve, ting, seconded [ 335 ]
Upon sought
Vain covertures; but when he saw descend
to judge terrifid
o escape, but shun
t, fearing guiltie w h [ 340 ]
Mig; t past, returnd
By Nigening whe hapless Paire
Sate in t,
tood
Not instant, but of future time. ith joy [ 345 ]
And tidings fraugo urnd,
And at t
Of tifice, un
Met him came, his Ofspring dear.
Great joy ting, and at sight [ 350 ]
Of t stupendious Bridge his joy encreasd.
Long ood, till Sin, his faire
Incing Daughe silence broke.
O Parent, thy magnific deeds,
trop as not thine own, [ 355 ]
t tect:
For I no sooner in my divind,
My , w harmonie
Still moves ,
t t prosperd, why looks [ 360 ]
No straig
tant from t felt
t I must after thy Son;
Sucal consequence unites us three:
hell could no longer hold us in her bounds, [ 365 ]
Nor this unvoyageable Gulf obscure
Detain from follorious track.