Of Amarantin Shade, Fountain or Spring,By the waters of Life, where ere they sate
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In fellowships of joy: the Sons of LightHasted, resorting to the Summons high,And took thir Seats; till from his Throne supreamTh' Almighty thus pronounced his sovran Will.O Sons, like one of us Man is becomeTo know both Good and Evil, since his tasteOf that defended Fruit; but let him boastHis knowledge of Good lost, and Evil got,Happier, had it suffic'd him to have knownGood by it self, and Evil not at all.
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He sorrows now, repents, and prayes contrite,My motions in him, longer then they move,His heart I know, how variable and vainSelf-left. Least therefore his now bolder handReach also of the Tree of Life, and eat,And live for ever, dream at least to liveForever, to remove him I decree,And send him from the Garden forth to TillThe Ground whence he was taken, fitter soile.Michael, this my behest have thou in charge,
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Take to thee from among the CherubimThy choice of flaming Warriours, least the FiendOr in behalf of Man, or to invadeVacant possession som new trouble raise:Hast thee, and from the Paradise of GodWithout remorse drive out the sinful Pair,From hallowd ground th' unholie, and denounceTo them and to thir Progenie from thencePerpetual banishment. Yet least they faintAt the sad Sentence rigorously urg'd,
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For I behold them soft'nd and with tearsBewailing thir excess, all terror hide.If patiently thy bidding they obey,Dismiss them not disconsolate; revealeTo Adam what shall come in future dayes,As I shall thee enlighten, intermixMy Cov'nant in the Womans seed renewd;So send them forth, though sorrowing, yet in peace:And on the East side of the Garden place,Where entrance up from Eden easiest climbes,
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Cherubic watch, and of a Sword the flameWide waving, all approach farr off to fright,And guard all passage to the Tree of Life:Least Paradise a receptacle proveTo Spirits foule, and all my Trees thir prey,With whose stol'n Fruit Man once more to delude.He ceas'd; and th' Archangelic Power prepar'dFor swift descent, with him the Cohort brightOf watchful Cherubim; four faces eachHad, like a double Janus, all thir shape
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Spangl'd with eyes more numerous then thoseOf Argus, and more wakeful then to drouze,Charm'd with Arcadian Pipe, the Pastoral ReedOf Hermes, or his opiate Rod. MeanwhileTo resalute the World with sacred LightLeucothia wak'd, and with fresh dews imbalmdThe Earth, when Adam and first Matron EveHad ended now thir Orisons, and found,Strength added from above, new hope to springOut of despaire, joy, but with fear yet linkt;