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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First to himself he inward silence broke:
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“O fairest of Creation, last and best
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Of all God’s works, creature in whom excelled
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Whatever can to sight or thought be formed,
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Holy, divine, good, amiable, or sweet!
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How art thou lost! How on a sudden lost,
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Defaced, deflow’red, and now to death devote!
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Rather, how hast thou yielded to transgress
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The strict forbiddance, how to violate
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The sacred fruit forbidden! Some cursèd fraud
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Of enemy hath beguiled thee, yet unknown,
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And me with thee hath ruined, for with thee
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Certain my resolution is to die!
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How can I live without thee? How forego
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Thy sweet converse,
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and love so dearly joined,
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To live again in these wild woods forlorn?
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Should God create another Eve, and I
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Another rib afford, yet loss of thee
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Would never
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from my heart. No, no, I feel
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The link of Nature draw me. Flesh of flesh,
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Bone of my bone thou art, and from thy state
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Mine never shall be parted, bliss or woe.”
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So having said, as one from sad dismay
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Recomforted,
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and after thoughts disturbed
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Submitting to what seemed remediless,
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Thus in calm mood his words to Eve he turned:
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“Bold deed thou hast presumed, advent’rous Eve,
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And peril great provoked, who thus hast dared,
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Had it been only coveting to eye
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That sacred fruit, sacred to abstinence,
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Much more to taste it under ban to touch.
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But past who can recall, or done undo?
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Not God Omnipotent, nor Fate. Yet so
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Perhaps thou shalt not die, perhaps the fact
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Profaned
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first by the serpent, by him first
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Nor yet on him found deadly. Yet he lives,
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Lives, as thou said’st, and gains to live, as man,
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Higher degree of life—inducement strong
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To us, as likely tasting to attain
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Proportional ascent, which cannot be
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But to be gods, or Angels, demi-gods.
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Nor can I think that God, Creator wise,
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Though threat’ning, will in earnest so destroy
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Us His prime creatures, dignified so high,
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Set over all His works, which in our fall,
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For us created, needs with us must fail,
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Dependent made. So God shall uncreate,
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Be frustrate, do, undo, and labor lose—
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Not well conceived of God, who though His power
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Creation could repeat, yet would be loath
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Us to abolish, lest the adversary
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Triumph, and say: ‘Fickle their state whom God
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Most favors. Who can please Him long? Me first
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He ruined, now mankind. Whom will He next?’
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Matter of scorn, not to be giv’n the foe.
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However, I with thee have fixed my lot,
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Consort
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with thee, death is to me as life,
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So forcible
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within my heart I feel
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The bond of Nature draw me to my own,
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My own in thee, for what thou art is mine,
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Our state cannot be severed. We are one,
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One flesh. To lose thee were to lose myself.”
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So Adam, and thus Eve to him replied:
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“O glorious trial of exceeding
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love,
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Illustrious evidence,
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example high!
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Engaging me to emulate. But short
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Of thy perfection, how shall I attain,
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Adam, from whose dear side I boast me sprung,
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And gladly of our union hear thee speak,
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One heart, one soul in both—whereof good proof
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This day affords, declaring thee resolved,
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Rather than death, or aught than death more dread,
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Shall separate us, linked in love so dear,
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To undergo with me one guilt, one crime,
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If any be, of tasting this fair fruit,
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Whose virtue, for of good still good proceeds,
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Direct, or by occasion,
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hath presented
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This happy trial of thy love, which else
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So eminently
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never had been known?
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This my attempt, I would sustain
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alone
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The worst, and not persuade thee, rather die
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Deserted, than oblige thee with a fact
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Pernicious
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to thy peace, chiefly assured
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Remarkably so late
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of thy so true,
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So faithful, love unequalled. But I feel
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Far otherwise th’ event. Not death, but life
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Augmented, opened eyes, new hopes, new joys,
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Taste so divine, that what of sweet before