Read The Annotated Milton: Complete English Poems Online
Authors: John Milton,Burton Raffel
Tags: #Fiction, #General, #Literary Collections, #Poetry, #Classics, #English; Irish; Scottish; Welsh, #English poetry
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531 | | His fraudulent temptation thus began: |
532 | | |
533 | | Thou canst, who art sole |
534 | | Thy looks, the Heav’n of mildness, with disdain, |
535 | | Displeased that I approach thee thus, and gaze |
536 | | Insatiate, |
537 | | |
538 | | Fairest resemblance of thy Maker fair, |
539 | | Thee all things living gaze on, all things thine |
540 | | By gift, and thy celestial beauty adore |
541 | | With ravishment |
542 | | Where universally admired, but here |
543 | | In this enclosure wild, these beasts among, |
544 | | Beholders rude, and shallow |
545 | | Half what in thee is fair, one man except, |
546 | | Who sees thee? And what is one? Who should be seen |
547 | | A goddess among gods, adored and served |
548 | | By Angels numberless, thy daily train. |
549 | | |
550 | | Into the heart of Eve his words made way, |
551 | | Though at the voice much marvelling. At length, |
552 | | Not unamazed, she thus in answer spoke: |
553 | | |
554 | | By tongue of brute, and human sense expressed? |
555 | | The first, at least, of these I thought denied |
556 | | To beasts, whom God, on their creation-day, |
557 | | Created mute to all articulate sound. |
558 | | The latter I demur, |
559 | | Much reason, and in their actions, oft appears. |
560 | | Thee, serpent, subtlest beast of all the field |
561 | | I knew, but not with human voice endued. |
562 | | Redouble then this miracle, and say |
563 | | |
564 | | To me so friendly grown above the rest |
565 | | Of brutal kind, that daily are in sight? |
566 | | Say, for such wonder |
567 | | To whom the guileful Tempter thus replied: |
568 | | |
569 | | Easy to me it is to tell thee all |
570 | | What thou command’st, and right thou should’st be obeyed. |
571 | | I was at first as other beasts that graze |
572 | | The trodden herb, of abject |
573 | | As was my food, nor aught but food discerned, |
574 | | Or sex, and apprehended nothing high. |
575 | | Till on a day, roving the field, I chanced |
576 | | A goodly tree far distant to behold, |
577 | | Loaden with fruit of fairest colors mixed, |
578 | | Ruddy and gold. I nearer drew to gaze, |
579 | | When from the boughs a savory odor blown, |
580 | | Grateful |
581 | | Than smell of sweetest fennel, |
582 | | Of ewe or goat dropping with milk at ev’n, |
583 | | Unsucked of lamb or kid, that tend |
584 | | To satisfy the sharp desire I had |
585 | | Of tasting those fair apples, I resolved |
586 | | Not to defer. Hunger and thirst at once, |
587 | | Powerful persuaders, quick’ned at the scent |
588 | | Of that alluring |
589 | | About the mossy trunk I wound me soon, |
590 | | For high from ground the branches would require |
591 | | Thy utmost reach, or Adam’s. Round the tree |
592 | | All other beasts that saw, with like desire |
593 | | Longing and envying stood, but could not reach. |
594
Amid the tree now got, where plenty hung
595
Tempting so nigh, to pluck and eat my fill
596
I spared not, for such pleasure till that hour,
597
At feed
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or fountain never had I found.
598
Sated at length, ere long I might
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perceive
599
Strange alteration in me, to degree
600
Of reason in my inward powers, and speech
601
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Thenceforth to speculations high or deep
603
I turned my thoughts, and with capacious mind
604
Considered all things visible in Heav’n,
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Or earth, or middle,
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all things fair and good.
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But all that fair and good in thy divine
607
Semblance, and in thy beauty’s Heav’nly ray,
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United I beheld: no fair to thine
609
Equivalent or second! Which compelled
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Me thus, though importune
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perhaps, to come
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And gaze, and worship thee of right declared
612
Sov’reign of creatures, universal Dame!”
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So talked the spirited
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sly snake, and Eve,
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Yet more amazed, unwary thus replied:
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“Serpent, thy overpraising leaves in doubt
616
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But say, where grows the tree? from hence how far?
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For many are the trees of God that grow
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In Paradise, and various, yet unknown
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To us. In such abundance lies our choice,