LITMIR.BIZ

Скачать книгу

hour thou didst give care To that false Worm, of whomsoever taught To counterfet Mans voice, true in our Fall, False in our promis’d Rising; since our Eyes Op’nd we find indeed, and find we know Both Good and Evil, Good lost and Evil got, Bad Fruit of Knowledge, if this be to know, Which leaves us naked thus, of Honour void, Of Innocence, of Faith, of Puritie, Our wonted Ornaments now soild and staind, And in our Faces evident the signes Of foul concupiscence; whence evil store; Even shame, the last of evils; of the first Be sure then. How shall I behold the face Henceforth of God or Angel, earst with joy And rapture so oft beheld? those heav’nly shapes Will dazle now this earthly, with thir blaze Insufferably bright. O might I here In solitude live savage, in some glad Obscur’d, where highest Woods impenetrable To Starr or Sun-light, spread thir umbrage broad, And brown as Evening: Cover me ye Pines, Ye Cedars, with innumerable boughs Hide me, where I may never see them more. But let us now, as in bad plight, devise What best may for the present serve to hide The Parts of each from other, that seem most To shame obnoxious, and unseemliest seen, Some Tree whose broad smooth Leaves together sowd, And girded on our loyns, may cover round Those middle parts, that this new commer, Shame, There sit not, and reproach us as unclean.

      So counsel’d hee, and both together went

       Into the thickest Wood, there soon they chose

       The Figtree, not that kind for Fruit renown’d,

       But such as at this day to Indians known In Malabar or Decan spreds her Armes Braunching so broad and long, that in the ground The bended Twigs take root, and Daughters grow About the Mother Tree, a Pillard shade High overarch’t, and echoing Walks between; There oft the Indian Herdsman shunning heate Shelters in coole, and tends his pasturing Herds At Loopholes cut through thickest shade: Those Leaves They gatherd, broad as Amazonian Targe, And with what skill they had, together sowd, To gird thir waste, vain Covering if to hide Thir guilt and dreaded shame; O how unlike To that first naked Glorie. Such of late Columbus found th’ American to girt With featherd Cincture, naked else and wilde Among the Trees on Iles and woodie Shores. Thus fenc’t, and as they thought, thir shame in part Coverd, but not at rest or ease of Mind, They sate them down to weep, nor onely Teares Raind at thir Eyes, but high Winds worse within Began to rise, high Passions, Anger, Hate, Mistrust, Suspicion, Discord, and shook sore Thir inward State of Mind, calme Region once And full of Peace, now tost and turbulent: For Understanding rul’d not, and the Will Heard not her lore, both in subjection now To sensual Appetite, who from beneathe Usurping over sovran Reason claimd Superior sway: From thus distemperd brest, Adam, estrang’d in look and alterd stile, Speech intermitted thus to Eve renewd.

      Would thou hadst heark’nd to my words, & stai’d

       With me, as I besought thee, when that strange

       Desire of wandring this unhappie Morn,

       I know not whence possessd thee; we had then

       Remaind still happie, not as now, despoild

       Of all our good, sham’d, naked, miserable.

       Let none henceforth seek needless cause to approve

       The Faith they owe; when earnestly they seek

       Such proof, conclude, they then begin to faile.

      To whom soon mov’d with touch of blame thus Eve. What words have past thy Lips, Adam severe, Imput’st thou that to my default, or will Of wandering, as thou call’st it, which who knows But might as ill have happ’nd thou being by, Or to thy self perhaps: hadst thou bin there, Or bere th’ attempt, thou couldst not have discernd Fraud in the Serpent, speaking as he spake; No ground of enmitie between us known, Why hee should mean me ill, or seek to harme. Was I to have never parted from thy side? As good have grown there still a liveless Rib. Being as I am, why didst not thou the Head Command me absolutely not to go, Going into such danger as thou saidst? Too facil then thou didst not much gainsay, Nay, didst permit, approve, and fair dismiss. Hadst thou bin firm and fixt in thy dissent, Neither had I transgress’d, nor thou with mee.

      To whom then first incenst Adam repli’d. Is this the Love, is the recompence Of mine to thee, ingrateful Eve, exprest Immutable when thou wert lost, not I, Who might have liv’d and joyd immortal bliss, Yet willingly chose rather Death with thee: And am I now upbraided, as the cause Of thy transgressing? not enough severe, It seems, in thy restraint: what could I more? I warn’d thee, I admonish’d thee, foretold The danger, and the lurking Enemie That lay in wait; beyond this had bin force, And force upon free Will hath here no place. But confidence then bore thee on, secure Either to meet no danger, or to finde Matter of glorious trial; and perhaps I also err’d in overmuch admiring What seemd in thee so perfet, that I thought No evil durst attempt thee, but I rue That errour now, which is become my crime, And thou th’ accuser. Thus it shall befall Him who to worth in Women overtrusting Lets her Will rule; restraint she will not brook, And left to her self, if evil thence ensue, Shee first his weak indulgence will accuse.

      Thus they in mutual accusation spent

       The fruitless hours, but neither self-condemning

       And of thir vain contest appeer’d no end.

      THE END OF THE EIGHTH BOOK.

      PARADISE LOST

      BOOK IX.

       Table of Contents

      Meanwhile the hainous and despightfull act

       Of Satan done in Paradise, and how Hee in the Serpent had perverted Eve, Her Husband shee, to taste the fatall fruit, Was known in Heav’n; for what can scape the Eye Of God All-seeing, or deceave his Heart Omniscient, who in all things wise and just, Hinder’d not Satan to attempt the minde Of Man, with strength entire, and free Will arm’d, Complete to have discover’d and repulst Whatever wiles of Foe or seeming Friend. For still they knew, and ought to have still remember’d The high Injunction not to taste that Fruit, Whoever tempted; which they not obeying, Incurr’d, what could they less, the penaltie, And manifold in sin, deserv’d to fall. Up into Heav’n from Paradise in hast Th’ Angelic Guards ascended, mute and sad For Man, for of his state by this they knew, Much wondring how the suttle Fiend had stoln Entrance unseen. Soon as th’ unwelcome news From Earth arriv’d at Heaven Gate, displeas’d All were who heard, dim sadness did not spare That time Celestial visages, yet mixt With pitie, violated not thir bliss. About the new-arriv’d, in multitudes Th’ ethereal People ran, to hear and know How all befell: they towards the Throne Supream Accountable made haste to make appear With righteous plea, thir utmost vigilance, And easily approv’d; when the most High Eternal Father from his secret Cloud, Amidst in Thunder utter’d thus his voice.

      Assembl’d Angels, and ye Powers return’d

       From unsuccessful charge, be not dismaid,

       Nor troubl’d at these tidings from the Earth,

       Which your sincerest care could not prevent,

       Foretold so lately what would come to pass,

       When first this Tempter cross’d the Gulf from Hell.

       I told ye then he should prevail and speed

       On his bad Errand, Man should be seduc’t

       And flatter’d out of all, believing lies

       Against his Maker; no Decree of mine

       Concurring to necessitate his Fall,

       Or touch with lightest moment of impulse

       His free Will, to her own inclining left

       In eevn scale. But fall’n he is, and now

       What rests, but that the mortal Sentence pass

       On his transgression, Death denounc’t that day,

       Which he presumes already vain and void,

       Because not yet inflicted,

Скачать книгу