What e're I saw. Thou Sun, said I, faire Light,And thou enlight'nd Earth, so fresh and gay,Ye Hills and Dales, ye Rivers, Woods, and Plaines,And ye that live and move, fair Creatures, tell,Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here?Not of my self; by some great Maker then,In goodness and in power præeminent;Tell me, how may I know him, how adore,From whom I have that thus I move and live,And feel that I am happier then I know.
[920]
While thus I call'd, and stray'd I knew not whither,From where I first drew Aire, and first beheldThis happie Light, when answer none return'd,On a green shadie Bank profuse of FloursPensive I sate me down; there gentle sleepFirst found me, and with soft oppression seis'dMy droused sense, untroubl'd, though I thoughtI then was passing to my former stateInsensible, and forthwith to dissolve:When suddenly stood at my Head a dream,
[930]
Whose inward apparition gently mov'dMy Fancy to believe I yet had being,And livd: One came, methought, of shape Divine,And said, thy Mansion wants thee, Adam, rise,First Man, of Men innumerable ordain'dFirst Father, call'd by thee I come thy GuideTo the Garden of bliss, thy seat prepar'd.So saying, by the hand he took me rais'd,And over Fields and Waters, as in AireSmooth sliding without step, last led me up
[940]
A woodie Mountain; whose high top was plaine,A Circuit wide, enclos'd, with goodliest TreesPlanted, with Walks, and Bowers, that what I sawOf Earth before scarse pleasant seemd. Each TreeLoad'n with fairest Fruit, that hung to the EyeTempting, stirr'd in me sudden appetiteTo pluck and eate; whereat I wak'd, and foundBefore mine Eyes all real, as the dreamHad lively shadowd: Here had new begunMy wandring, had not hee who was my Guide
[950]
Up hither, from among the Trees appeer'd,Presence Divine. Rejoycing, but with awIn adoration at his feet I fellSubmiss: he rear'd me, & Whom thou soughtst I am,Said mildely, Author of all this thou seestAbove, or round about thee or beneath.This Paradise I give thee, count it thineTo Till and keep, and of the Fruit to eate:Of every Tree that in the Garden growesEate freely with glad heart; fear here no dearth:
[960]
But of the Tree whose operation bringsKnowledg of good and ill, which I have setThe Pledge of thy Obedience and thy Faith,Amid the Garden by the Tree of Life,Remember what I warne thee, shun to taste,And shun the bitter consequence: for know,The day thou eat'st thereof, my sole commandTransgrest, inevitably thou shalt dye;From that day mortal, and this happie StateShalt loose, expell'd from hence into a World
[970]
Of woe and sorrow. Sternly he pronounc'dThe rigid interdiction, which resoundsYet dreadful in mine eare, though in my choiceNot to incur; but soon his cleer aspect