In presence of th' Almightie Father, pleas'dWith thy Celestial Song. Up led by theeInto the Heav'n of Heav'ns I have presum'd,An Earthlie Guest, and drawn Empyreal Aire,Thy tempring; with like safetie guided downReturn me to my Native Element:Least from this flying Steed unrein'd, (as onceBellerophon, though from a lower Clime)Dismounted, on th' Aleian Field I fall
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Erroneous, there to wander and forlorne.Half yet remaines unsung, but narrower boundWithin the visible Diurnal Spheare;Standing on Earth, not rapt above the Pole,More safe I Sing with mortal voice, unchang'dTo hoarce or mute, though fall'n on evil dayes,On evil dayes though fall'n, and evil tongues;In darkness, and with dangers compast rou[n]d,And solitude; yet not alone, while thouVisit'st my slumbers Nightly, or when Morn
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Purples the East: still govern thou my Song,Urania, and fit audience find, though few.But drive farr off the barbarous dissonanceOf Bacchus and his Revellers, the RaceOf that wilde Rout that tore the Thracian BardIn Rhodope, where Woods and Rocks had EaresTo rapture, till the savage clamor droundBoth Harp and Voice; nor could the Muse defendHer Son. So fail not thou, who thee implores:For thou art Heav'nlie, shee an empty dreame.
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Say Goddess, what ensu'd when Raphael,The affable Arch-angel, had forewarn'dAdam by dire example to bewareApostasie, by what befell in HeavenTo those Apostates, least the like befallIn Paradise to Adam or his Race,Charg'd not to touch the interdicted Tree,If they transgress, and slight that sole command,So easily obeyd amid the choiceOf all tasts else to please thir appetite,
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Though wandring. He with his consorted EveThe storie heard attentive, and was fill'dWith admiration, and deep Muse to heareOf things so high and strange, things to thir thoughtSo unimaginable as hate in Heav'n,And Warr so neer the Peace of God in blissWith such confusion: but the evil soonDriv'n back redounded as a flood on thoseFrom whom it sprung, impossible to mixWith Blessedness. Whence Adam soon repeal'd
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The doubts that in his heart arose: and nowLed on, yet sinless, with desire to knowWhat neerer might concern him, how this WorldOf Heav'n and Earth conspicuous first began,When, and whereof created, for what cause,What within Eden or without was doneBefore his memorie, as one whose drouthYet scarce allay'd still eyes the current streame,Whose liquid murmur heard new thirst excites,Proceeded thus to ask his Heav'nly Guest.
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Great things, and full of wonder in our eares,Farr differing from this World, thou hast reveal'dDivine Interpreter, by favour sentDown from the Empyrean to forewarneUs timely of what might else have bin our loss,Unknown, which human knowledg could not reach:For which to the infinitly Good we oweImmortal thanks, and his admonishment