With an

outburst of noble emotion.

Affectionately.

Deprecal ingly.

With honest intensity.

Will not accept thanks.

And, like a dog | that is compelled to fight, |
Snatch at his master that doth tarre him on. |
Áll things, that you should use | to do me wrong, |
Deny their office: | only you | do láck

That mercy which fierce fire and iron extends, | 240
Creatures of note for mercy-làcking uses. |

Hub. Well, sèe to live; | I will not touch thine eyes |
For all the treasure that thine úncle òwes: |

Yet I am sworn, | and I did púrpose, boy, |

With this same | very iron | to burn them oùt. |

Arth. O, now you look like Hubert ! | all this while ¦
You were disguised. |

Hub.
Peace: no móre. | Adieu. |
Your uncle must not knów but you are dead: |
I'll fill these dogged spies | with false repòrts. |
And, pretty child, sleep | doubtless | and secúre, |
That Hubert, | for the wealth of all the world, |
Will not offend thee. |

250

Arth.
O Heaven!—¦ I thànk you, | Hùbert. |
Hub. Silence; | no mòre: | go clòsely in with me. |
Much danger | do I undergo for thee. |

237 Tarre, set; urge.

250 Dogged, sullen.

[Exeunt.

256

241 Of note for mercy-lacking uses, 251 Doubtless, free from doubts or well known for the harm they

243 Owes, has; owns.

fears.
[do. 253 Offend, hurt.

ADAM AND EVE IN THE GARDEN OF EDEN.

THE POEM-These passages are from the fifth book of Milton's Paradise Lost, the greatest epic or narrative poem in the English language, and one of the great poems of the world. The subject of it is the temptation and fall of man. In connection with this, the poem describes the expulsion of Satan and his rebel angels from heaven, and their plot to avenge themselves on the Almighty by tempting and ruining man. The poem, which is written in blank (or unrhymed) verse, extends to twelve books. Milton wrote a companion poem entitled "Paradise Regained," in which he describes the redemption of man by the death of Christ.

THE POET.-John Milton, the greatest of English epic poets, was born in London in 1608. He spent his early life in study, in travel, in writing poetry, and in teaching. When the dispute arose between Charles I. and his Parliament, he wrote pamphlets on the popular side. He was appointed Foreign Secretary to the Commonwealth in 1649. In 1654 he lost his eyesight, and he dictated his works to his daughters. At the Restoration he was with some

difficulty included in the general pardon. He then retired into obscurity, and wrote his great poems, Paradise Lost (1667) and Paradise Regained (1671). His other chief works are, Comus, Lycidas, the Hymn on the Morning of Christ's Nativity, L'Allegro, and Il Penseroso. He also wrote famous works in prose, the chief of which is The Areopagitica: a Speech for the Liberty of Unlicensed Printing. Milton died in 1674.

Poetical Now | Mòrn, | her rosy steps in the eastern clime
description.
Advancing, sowed the earth | with orient pearl, |
When | Adam wàked, | so cùstomed...... |

Gently,

.Hé, with voice | playfully, Mild as when Zephyrus on Flóra breathes, |

and

lovingly.

Eve's hand soft touching, whispered | thùs: | "Awake, |
My fairest, my espòused, | my latest fòund, |
Heaven's last, | bést gift, | my ever new delight! |
Awake; | the morning shínes, and the fresh field
Calls us; we lose the prime, | to mark | how spring | 10
Our tended plants,- | how blows | the citron grove,— |
What drops | the mýrrh, | and what | the balmy rèed, -
How Nature paints her còlours,— | how the bee |
Sits on the bloom | extracting liquid sweet.”

Such whispering wàked her, | but | with startled eye
On Adam; | whom embracing, thus | she spake : |.

EVE RELATES HER DREAM.

With "O sòle in whom | my thoughts find all repòse, | tenderness My glory, my perfèction! | glad I see

mingled

and

reverence. Thy fáce, | and morn retùrned; | for | Í | this night |

Intent

(Such night till this I never passed) | have dreamed, | 20
(If dreamed)— | not, | as I oft am wont, | of thée, |
Works of day past, or morrow's next design—|

But of offence and trouble, | which | my mind
1

Knew never till this irksome night. | Methought, | narrative. Close at mine éar, | one | called me forth to walk | With gentle voice; | I thought it | thíne: | it said, | Why sleep'st thou, Éve? | now | is the pleasant time, | The cool, the silent, | save | where silence yields |

1 Clime, region of the earth.

2 Orient pearl, pure light of sunrise.
3 So customed, as he was wont.
5 Zephyrus, the soft west wind.-
Flora, the goddess of flowers; the
flower-world.

(775)

10 The prime, the best part of the day.
11 Blows, blooms.
17 Sole, only one.

20 If dreamed, if it was a dream, and
not a reality, or a warning vision.
24 Irksome, disagreeable; painful.
17

to tree.

To the night-warbling bird, | that now awáke |

Tunes sweetest | his love-laboured sòng; | now réigns | 30
Full-órbed the moon, | and | with more pléasing light |
Shadowy sets off the face of things; | in váin, |

If none regard: | heaven wakes | with all his éyes, |
Whom to behold | but thèe, | Náture's desire? |
In whose sight | all things joy, | with ràvishment |
Attracted by thy beauty | still to gàze.'

I rose, as at thy call, but found thee not; |

To find thee I directed then my walk; |

And ón, | methought, | alóne I passed through wáys |
That brought me on a sudden | to the trée

Of interdicted knowledge: | fàir | it seemed,- |

Múch fairer to my fancy than by day:

And, as I wondering | looked, | beside it | stood |
One shaped and winged | like one of those from heaven
By us oft seen; | his dewy locks | distilled

Ambròsia: on thát tree | hè also gazed: |

40

59

50

Looking up And, Ó fàir plánt,' | said he, with fruit surcharged! |
Deigns none to ease thy load, | and taste thy sweet, |
Nor God, nor mán? | is knowledge so despised? |
Or envy, or what reserve, | forbids to taste? |
Forbid who will, | none shall from mé withhold |
Longer thy offered good; | why else sét here?' |
This said, he paùsed not, | but with venturous arm |
He plucked, he tasted: | mé | damp horror chilled |
At such bold words | vouched with a dèed so bold; |
But hé | thùs, | overjoyed: | O fruit divíne ! |

Sweet of thyself, | but much móre sweet thus crópt! |

29 Night-warbling bird, the night-
ingale.

30 Love-laboured. The song is called
so because it is a labour of love,
being sung to the bird's mate.
32 In vain, if none regard, the cool
ness, the silence broken only by
the night-song, the moon's soft
light, are all in vain, if no one re-
gards them.

34 Nature's desire, the object of desire

to all nature.

to the tree of knowledge, of the

fruit of which Adam and Eve were
forbidden to eat.

44 One of those from heaven, an angel.
45 Distilled, gave forth in drops.
46 Ambrosia, generally, the supposed
food of the gods; here, heavenly
odours.

47 Surcharged, overladen.

50 Or envy, or what reserve, forbids, whether it is envy or some feeling of caution that forbids.

35 Joy, rejoice.-Ravishment, intense 53 Venturous, bold; rash.

delight.

55 Vouched, made good.

41 Interdicted, forbidden. This refers 56 Thus, spoke thus.

Forbidden hére, it seems, as only fit

For gòds, yet able to make gods of men: |

And why not gods of men, since | good, the more 60
Commúnicated, | more abundant grows, |

The author not impaired, | but honoured mòre? |
Here, happy creature, | fair angelic Éve, |
Partake thou also; | happy | though thou árt,

Happier thou mayst bè, | worthier | canst nót be: |
Taste this, and be | henceforth | among the gods, |
Thyself a goddess; | not to earth confined, |
But sometimes in the air, | as wé, | sometimes
Ascend to heaven, by mérit thine, | and sée |
What life the gods live there, | and such | live thòu !' | 70
So saying, he drew nigh, | and | to me | héld,— |
Even to my mouth,— | of that same fruit | held part |
I
Which he had plùcked: | the pleasant | savoury sméll |
So quickened appetite, that I, | methought, |
Could not bút taste. | Forthwith | up to the clouds |
With him I flèw, ¡ and | underneath | beheld
The earth outstretched immènse, | a prospect wide |
And various, wondering at my flight and change |
To this high exaltation: | suddenly |

81

My guide was gòne; | and I, | methought, | sunk dówn, | With And fell asleep: | but, | O how glád I waked | convulsive To find this | but a drèam!" | Thus | Eve | her night | I Related, and thus | Adam ànswered | sàd: |

almost

thankful.

ness.

ADAM REPLIES.

Slowly and "Best image of myself, | and dearer hàlf! |

thought.

fully

The trouble of thy thoughts | this night | in sleep |
Affects mé | èqually; | nor | can I like
This uncouth dream;— of evil sprung, | I fèar: |
Yet evil whénce? | in thée | can harbour none,
Créated pùre. But know, that | in the soul |
Are many lèsser faculties, that serve
Réason as chief; | among these | Fancy | next |

62 Impaired, injured; made worse.
73 Savoury, rich; delicious.
79 Exaltation, height; elevation.
82 Her night, the events of the night;
her dream.

90

86 Equally, as much as you.
87 Uncouth, ugly; disagreeable.
88 Evil whence? if it be sprung of
evil, whence has it come?

90 Faculties, powers of the mind.

Her office holds; | of all extérnal things, |
Which the five watchful sénses represent,
She forms imaginations, airy shapes, |
Which | Réason | joining, or disjoining, | frames
All what we affirm, or what dený, and call
Our knowledge | or opinion; then retíres |
Into her private céll, when nature rèsts.
Oft in her absence | mímic Fancy | wakes |
To imitate her; | but, misjoíning shapes,
Wild work produces oft, and most | in drèams,
Ill-matching words and déeds | long past or late.
Some such resemblances, | methinks, | I find |

Of our last evening's tálk | in this thy dream, |
Encourag But with addition | strànge; | yet | be not sàd: |
Evil into the mind of god | or mán |

ingly.

With smiling

loving courtesy.

May come and go | sò unapproved; and leave

No spot or blame behind: | which gives me hope |
That what in sleep | thou didst abhor to dréam, |
Waking thou never wilt consent to dò. |

Be not disheartened then; | nor cloud those looks, |
That wont to be | more cheerful and seréne |

100

110

Than when fair Morning | first | smiles on the world: |
And let us | to our fresh employments | ríse, |
Among the groves, | the fountains, and the flowers, |
That open now their choicest bosomed smells, |
Reserved from night, | and kept for thée | in stòre." |
So cheered he his fair spouse, | and she was chèered ; |
But silently a gentle tear let fáll |

From either eye, and wiped them with her hair: | 120
Two other precious drops, | that ready stood, |
Each in their crystal slúice, | hé, ére they fell,
Kissed, as the gracious signs of sweet remorse,
And pious awe | that feared to have offended. |

With tone of So all was cleared, | and | to the field | they hàste. I quicker. But first, | from under shady | arborous róof, |

relief, and

92 External, outside of the mind.
99 In her absence, in the absence of
real Fancy, mimic or false Fancy
106 God. Here means angel. [wakes.
107 So unapproved. Evil may pass

109 Abhor, hate; detest.
112 Serene, calm.

116 Bosomed, treasured up.
122 In their crystal sluice, within the
eyelids.

through the mind, without the 126 Arborous, formed by over-arching
mind becoming evil.

trees.