When Adam thus to Eve: Fair Consort, th" hour 610 Of night, and all things now retir"d to rest Mind us of like repose, since G.o.d hath set Labour and rest, as day and night to men Successive, and the timely dew of sleep Now falling with soft slumbrous weight inclines Our eye-lids; other Creatures all day long Rove idle unimploid, and less need rest; Man hath his daily work of body or mind Appointed, which declares his Dignitie, And the regard of Heav"n on all his waies; 620 While other Animals unactive range, And of thir doings G.o.d takes no account.
Tomorrow ere fresh Morning streak the East With first approach of light, we must be ris"n, And at our pleasant labour, to reform Yon flourie Arbors, yonder Allies green, Our walks at noon, with branches overgrown, That mock our scant manuring, and require More hands then ours to lop thir wanton growth: Those Blossoms also, and those dropping Gumms, 630 That lie bestrowne unsightly and unsmooth, Ask riddance, if we mean to tread with ease; Mean while, as Nature wills, Night bids us rest.
To whom thus Eve with perfet beauty adornd.
My Author and Disposer, what thou bidst Unargu"d I obey; so G.o.d ordains, G.o.d is thy Law, thou mine: to know no more Is womans happiest knowledge and her praise.
With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons and thir change, all please alike. 640 Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest Birds; pleasant the Sun When first on this delightful Land he spreads His orient Beams, on herb, tree, fruit, and flour, Glistring with dew; fragrant the fertil earth After soft showers; and sweet the coming on Of grateful Eevning milde, then silent Night With this her solemn Bird and this fair Moon, And these the Gemms of Heav"n, her starrie train: But neither breath of Morn when she ascends 650 With charm of earliest Birds, nor rising Sun On this delightful land, nor herb, fruit, floure, Glistring with dew, nor fragrance after showers, Nor grateful Evening mild, nor silent Night With this her solemn Bird, nor walk by Moon, Or glittering Starr-light without thee is sweet.
But wherfore all night long shine these, for whom This glorious sight, when sleep hath shut all eyes?
To whom our general Ancestor repli"d.
Daughter of G.o.d and Man, accomplisht Eve, 660 Those have thir course to finish, round the Earth, By morrow Eevning, and from Land to Land In order, though to Nations yet unborn, Ministring light prepar"d, they set and rise; Least total darkness should by Night regaine Her old possession, and extinguish life In Nature and all things, which these soft fires Not only enlighten, but with kindly heate Of various influence foment and warme, Temper or nourish, or in part shed down 670 Thir stellar vertue on all kinds that grow On Earth, made hereby apter to receive Perfection from the Suns more potent Ray.
These then, though unbeheld in deep of night, Shine not in vain, nor think, though men were none, That heav"n would want spectators, G.o.d want praise; Millions of spiritual Creatures walk the Earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep: All these with ceasless praise his works behold Both day and night: how often from the steep 680 Of echoing Hill or Thicket have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to others note Singing thir great Creator: oft in bands While they keep watch, or nightly rounding walk With Heav"nly touch of instrumental sounds In full harmonic number joind, thir songs Divide the night, and lift our thoughts to Heaven.
Thus talking hand in hand alone they pa.s.s"d On to thir blissful Bower; it was a place 690 Chos"n by the sovran Planter, when he fram"d All things to mans delightful use; the roofe Of thickest covert was inwoven shade Laurel and Mirtle, and what higher grew Of firm and fragrant leaf; on either side Acanthus, and each odorous bushie shrub Fenc"d up the verdant wall; each beauteous flour, Iris all hues, Roses, and Gessamin Rear"d high thir flourisht heads between, and wrought Mosaic; underfoot the Violet, 700 Crocus, and Hyacinth with rich inlay Broiderd the ground, more colour"d then with stone Of costliest Emblem: other Creature here Beast, Bird, Insect, or Worm durst enter none; Such was thir awe of man. In shadier Bower More sacred and sequesterd, though but feignd, Pan or Silva.n.u.s never slept, nor Nymph, Nor Faunus haunted. Here in close recess With Flowers, Garlands, and sweet-smelling Herbs Espoused Eve deckt first her Nuptial Bed, 710 And heav"nly Quires the Hymenaean sung, What day the genial Angel to our Sire Brought her in naked beauty more adorn"d, More lovely then Pandora, whom the G.o.ds Endowd with all thir gifts, and O too like In sad event, when to the unwiser Son Of j.a.phet brought by Hermes, she ensnar"d Mankind with her faire looks, to be aveng"d On him who had stole Joves authentic fire.
Thus at thir shadie Lodge arriv"d, both stood, 720 Both turnd, and under op"n Skie ador"d The G.o.d that made both Skie, Air, Earth & Heav"n Which they beheld, the Moons resplendent Globe And starrie Pole: Thou also mad"st the Night, Maker Omnipotent, and thou the Day, Which we in our appointed work imployd Have finisht happie in our mutual help And mutual love, the Crown of all our bliss Ordain"d by thee, and this delicious place For us too large, where thy abundance wants 730 Partakers, and uncropt falls to the ground.
But thou hast promis"d from us two a Race To fill the Earth, who shall with us extoll Thy goodness infinite, both when we wake, And when we seek, as now, thy gift of sleep.
This said unanimous, and other Rites Observing none, but adoration pure Which G.o.d likes best, into thir inmost bower Handed they went; and eas"d the putting off These troublesom disguises which wee wear, 740 Strait side by side were laid, nor turnd I weene Adam from his fair Spouse, nor Eve the Rites Mysterious of connubial Love refus"d: Whatever Hypocrites austerely talk Of puritie and place and innocence, Defaming as impure what G.o.d declares Pure, and commands to som, leaves free to all.
Our Maker bids increase, who bids abstain But our Destroyer, foe to G.o.d and Man?
Haile wedded Love, mysterious Law, true source 750 Of human ofspring, sole proprietie, In Paradise of all things common else.
By thee adulterous l.u.s.t was driv"n from men Among the b.e.s.t.i.a.l herds to raunge, by thee Founded in Reason, Loyal, Just, and Pure, Relations dear, and all the Charities Of Father, Son, and Brother first were known.
Farr be it, that I should write thee sin or blame, Or think thee unbefitting holiest place, Perpetual Fountain of Domestic sweets, 760 Whose Bed is undefil"d and chast p.r.o.nounc"t, Present, or past, as Saints and Patriarchs us"d.
Here Love his golden shafts imploies, here lights His constant Lamp, and waves his purple wings, Reigns here and revels; not in the bought smile Of Harlots, loveless, joyless, unindeard, Casual fruition, nor in Court Amours Mixt Dance, or wanton Mask, or Midnight Bal, Or Serenate, which the starv"d Lover sings To his proud fair, best quitted with disdain. 770 These lulld by Nightingales imbraceing slept, And on thir naked limbs the flourie roof Showrd Roses, which the Morn repair"d. Sleep on, Blest pair; and O yet happiest if ye seek No happier state, and know to know no more.
Now had night measur"d with her shaddowie Cone Half way up Hill this vast Sublunar Vault, And from thir Ivorie Port the Cherubim Forth issuing at th" accustomd hour stood armd To thir night watches in warlike Parade, 780 When Gabriel to his next in power thus spake.
Uzziel, half these draw off, and coast the South With strictest watch; these other wheel the North, Our circuit meets full West. As flame they part Half wheeling to the Shield, half to the Spear.
From these, two strong and suttle Spirits he calld That neer him stood, and gave them thus in charge.
Ithuriel and Zephon, with wingd speed Search through this Garden, leav unsearcht no nook, But chiefly where those two fair Creatures Lodge, 790 Now laid perhaps asleep secure of harme.
This Eevning from the Sun"s decline arriv"d Who tells of som infernal Spirit seen Hitherward bent (who could have thought?) escap"d The barrs of h.e.l.l, on errand bad no doubt: Such where ye find, seise fast, and hither bring.
So saying, on he led his radiant Files, Daz"ling the Moon; these to the Bower direct In search of whom they sought: him there they found Squat like a Toad, close at the eare of Eve; 800 a.s.saying by his Devilish art to reach The Organs of her Fancie, and with them forge Illusions as he list, Phantasms and Dreams, Or if, inspiring venom, he might taint Th" animal Spirits that from pure blood arise Like gentle breaths from Rivers pure, thence raise At least distemperd, discontented thoughts, Vain hopes, vain aimes, inordinate desires Blown up with high conceits ingendring pride.
Him thus intent Ithuriel with his Spear 810 Touch"d lightly; for no falshood can endure Touch of Celestial temper, but returns Of force to its own likeness: up he starts Discoverd and surpriz"d. As when a spark Lights on a heap of nitrous Powder, laid Fit for the Tun som Magazin to store Against a rumord Warr, the s.m.u.ttie graine With sudden blaze diffus"d, inflames the Aire: So started up in his own shape the Fiend.
Back stept those two fair Angels half amaz"d 820 So sudden to behold the grieslie King; Yet thus, unmovd with fear, accost him soon.
Which of those rebell Spirits adjudg"d to h.e.l.l Com"st thou, escap"d thy prison, and transform"d, Why satst thou like an enemie in waite Here watching at the head of these that sleep?
Know ye not then said Satan, filld with scorn, Know ye not me? ye knew me once no mate For you, there sitting where ye durst not soare; Not to know mee argues your selves unknown, 830 The lowest of your throng; or if ye know, Why ask ye, and superfluous begin Your message, like to end as much in vain?
To whom thus Zephon, answering scorn with scorn.
Think not, revolted Spirit, thy shape the same, Or undiminisht brightness, to be known As when thou stoodst in Heav"n upright and pure; That Glorie then, when thou no more wast good, Departed from thee, and thou resembl"st now Thy sin and place of doom obscure and foule. 840 But come, for thou, be sure, shalt give account To him who sent us, whose charge is to keep This place inviolable, and these from harm.
So spake the Cherube, and his grave rebuke Severe in youthful beautie, added grace Invincible: abasht the Devil stood, And felt how awful goodness is, and saw Vertue in her shape how lovly, saw, and pin"d His loss; but chiefly to find here observd His l.u.s.tre visibly impar"d; yet seemd 850 Undaunted. If I must contend, said he, Best with the best, the Sender not the sent, Or all at once; more glorie will be wonn, Or less be lost. Thy fear, said Zephon bold, Will save us trial what the least can doe Single against thee wicked, and thence weak.
The Fiend repli"d not, overcome with rage; But like a proud Steed reind, went hautie on, Chaumping his iron curb: to strive or flie He held it vain; awe from above had quelld 860 His heart, not else dismai"d. Now drew they nigh The western point, where those half-rounding guards Just met, & closing stood in squadron joind Awaiting next command. To whom thir Chief Gabriel from the Front thus calld aloud.
O friends, I hear the tread of nimble feet Hasting this way, and now by glimps discerne Ithuriel and Zephon through the shade, And with them comes a third of Regal port, But faded splendor wan; who by his gate 870 And fierce demeanour seems the Prince of h.e.l.l, Not likely to part hence without contest; Stand firm, for in his look defiance lours.
He scarce had ended, when those two approachd And brief related whom they brought, wher found, How busied, in what form and posture coucht.
To whom with stern regard thus Gabriel spake.
Why hast thou, Satan, broke the bounds prescrib"d To thy transgressions, and disturbd the charge Of others, who approve not to transgress 880 By thy example, but have power and right To question thy bold entrance on this place; Imploi"d it seems to violate sleep, and those Whose dwelling G.o.d hath planted here in bliss?
To whom thus Satan with contemptuous brow.
Gabriel, thou hadst in Heav"n th" esteem of wise, And such I held thee; but this question askt Puts me in doubt. Lives ther who loves his pain?
Who would not, finding way, break loose from h.e.l.l, Though thither doomd? Thou wouldst thy self, no doubt, 890 And boldly venture to whatever place Farthest from pain, where thou mightst hope to change Torment with ease, & soonest recompence Dole with delight, which in this place I sought; To thee no reason; who knowst only good, But evil hast not tri"d: and wilt object His will who bound us? let him surer barr His Iron Gates, if he intends our stay In that dark durance: thus much what was askt.
The rest is true, they found me where they say; 900 But that implies not violence or harme.
Thus hee in scorn. The warlike Angel mov"d, Disdainfully half smiling thus repli"d.
O loss of one in Heav"n to judge of wise, Since Satan fell, whom follie overthrew, And now returns him from his prison scap"t, Gravely in doubt whether to hold them wise Or not, who ask what boldness brought him hither Unlicenc"t from his bounds in h.e.l.l prescrib"d; So wise he judges it to fly from pain 910 However, and to scape his punishment.
So judge thou still, presumptuous, till the wrauth, Which thou incurr"st by flying, meet thy flight Seavenfold, and scourge that wisdom back to h.e.l.l, Which taught thee yet no better, that no pain Can equal anger infinite provok"t.
But wherefore thou alone? wherefore with thee Came not all h.e.l.l broke loose? is pain to them Less pain, less to be fled, or thou then they Less hardie to endure? courageous Chief, 920 The first in flight from pain, had"st thou alleg"d To thy deserted host this cause of flight, Thou surely hadst not come sole fugitive.
To which the Fiend thus answerd frowning stern.
Not that I less endure, or shrink from pain, Insulting Angel, well thou knowst I stood Thy fiercest, when in Battel to thy aide The blasting volied Thunder made all speed And seconded thy else not dreaded Spear.
But still thy words at random, as before, 930 Argue thy inexperience what behooves From hard a.s.saies and ill successes past A faithful Leader, not to hazard all Through wayes of danger by himself untri"d.
I therefore, I alone first undertook To wing the desolate Abyss, and spie This new created World, whereof in h.e.l.l Fame is not silent, here in hope to find Better abode, and my afflicted Powers To settle here on Earth, or in mid Aire; 940 Though for possession put to try once more What thou and thy gay Legions dare against; Whose easier business were to serve thir Lord High up in Heav"n, with songs to hymne his Throne, And practis"d distances to cringe, not fight.
To whom the warriour Angel soon repli"d.
To say and strait unsay, pretending first Wise to flie pain, professing next the Spie, Argues no Leader, but a lyar trac"t, Satan, and couldst thou faithful add? O name, 950 O sacred name of faithfulness profan"d!
Faithful to whom? to thy rebellious crew?
Armie of Fiends, fit body to fit head; Was this your discipline and faith ingag"d, Your military obedience, to dissolve Allegeance to th" acknowledg"d Power supream?
And thou sly hypocrite, who now wouldst seem Patron of liberty, who more then thou Once fawn"d, and cring"d, and servilly ador"d Heav"ns awful Monarch? wherefore but in hope 960 To dispossess him, and thy self to reigne?
But mark what I arreede thee now, avant; Flie thither whence thou fledst: if from this houre Within these hallowd limits thou appeer, Back to th" infernal pit I drag thee chaind, And Seale thee so, as henceforth not to scorne The facil gates of h.e.l.l too slightly barrd.
So threatn"d hee, but Satan to no threats Gave heed, but waxing more in rage repli"d.
Then when I am thy captive talk of chaines, 970 Proud limitarie Cherube, but ere then Farr heavier load thy self expect to feel From my prevailing arme, though Heavens King Ride on thy wings, and thou with thy Compeers, Us"d to the yoak, draw"st his triumphant wheels In progress through the rode of Heav"n Star-pav"d.
While thus he spake, th" Angelic Squadron bright Turnd fierie red, sharpning in mooned hornes Thir Phalanx, and began to hemm him round With ported Spears, as thick as when a field 980 Of Ceres ripe for harvest waving bends Her bearded Grove of ears, which way the wind Swayes them; the careful Plowman doubting stands Least on the threshing floore his hopeful sheaves Prove chaff. On th" other side Satan allarm"d Collecting all his might dilated stood, Like Teneriff or Atlas unremov"d: His stature reacht the Skie, and on his Crest Sat horror Plum"d; nor wanted in his graspe What seemd both Spear and Shield: now dreadful deeds 990 Might have ensu"d, nor onely Paradise In this commotion, but the Starrie Cope Of Heav"n perhaps, or all the Elements At least had gon to rack, disturbd and torne With violence of this conflict, had not soon Th" Eternal to prevent such horrid fray Hung forth in Heav"n his golden Scales, yet seen Betwixt Astrea and the Scorpion signe, Wherein all things created first he weighd, The pendulous round Earth with ballanc"t Aire 1000 In counterpoise, now ponders all events, Battels and Realms: in these he put two weights The sequel each of parting and of fight; The latter quick up flew, and kickt the beam; Which Gabriel spying, thus bespake the Fiend.
Satan, I know thy strength, and thou knowst mine, Neither our own but giv"n; what follie then To boast what Arms can doe, since thine no more Then Heav"n permits, nor mine, though doubld now To trample thee as mire: for proof look up, 1010 And read thy Lot in yon celestial Sign Where thou art weigh"d, & shown how light, how weak, If thou resist. The Fiend lookt up and knew His mounted scale aloft: nor more; but fled Murmuring, and with him fled the shades of night.
Notes: Argument: promises to find him out] promises to find him 1674 627 walks] walk 1674.
928 The] Thy 1674.
The End Of The Fourth Book.
BOOK V.
THE ARGUMENT.
Morning approach"t, Eve relates to Adam her troublesome dream: he likes it not, yet comforts her: They come forth to thir day labours: Their Morning Hymn at the Door of their Bower. G.o.d to render Man inexcusable sends Raphael to admonish him of his obedience, of his free estate, of his enemy near at hand; who he is, and why his enemy, and whatever else may avail Adam to know. Raphael comes down to Paradise; his appearance describ"d, his coming discern"d by Adam afar off sitting at the door of his Bower; he goes out to meet him, brings him to his lodge, entertains him with the choycest fruits of Paradise got together by Eve; their discourse at Table: Raphael performs his message, minds Adam of his state and of his enemy; relates at Adams request who that enemy is, and how he came to be so, beginning with his first revolt in Heaven and the occasion thereof; how he drew his Legions after him to the parts of the North, and there incited them to rebel with him, perswading all but only Abdiel a Seraph, who in Argument diswades and opposes him, then forsakes him.
Now Morn her rosie steps in th" Eastern Clime Advancing, sow"d the Earth with Orient Pearle, When Adam wak"t, so customd, for his sleep Was Aerie light, from pure digestion bred, And temperat vapors bland, which th" only sound Of leaves and fuming rills, Aurora"s fan, Lightly dispers"d, and the shrill Matin Song Of Birds on every bough; so much the more His wonder was to find unwak"nd Eve With Tresses discompos"d, and glowing Cheek, 10 As through unquiet rest: he on his side Leaning half-rais"d, with looks of cordial Love Hung over her enamour"d, and beheld Beautie, which whether waking or asleep, Shot forth peculiar Graces; then with voice Milde, as when Zephyrus on Flora breathes, Her hand soft touching, whisperd thus. Awake My fairest, my espous"d, my latest found, Heav"ns last best gift, my ever new delight, Awake, the morning shines, and the fresh field 20 Calls us, we lose the prime, to mark how spring Our tended Plants, how blows the Citron Grove, What drops the Myrrhe, & what the balmie Reed, How Nature paints her colours, how the Bee Sits on the Bloom extracting liquid sweet.
Such whispering wak"d her, but with startl"d eye On Adam, whom imbracing, thus she spake.
O Sole in whom my thoughts find all repose, My Glorie, my Perfection, glad I see Thy face, and Morn return"d, for I this Night, 30 Such night till this I never pa.s.s"d, have dream"d, If dream"d, not as I oft am wont, of thee, Works of day pa.s.s"t, or morrows next designe, But of offence and trouble, which my mind Knew never till this irksom night; methought Close at mine ear one call"d me forth to walk With gentle voice, I thought it thine; it said, Why sleepst thou Eve? now is the pleasant time, The cool, the silent, save where silence yields To the night-warbling Bird, that now awake 40 Tunes sweetest his love-labor"d song; now reignes Full Orb"d the Moon, and with more pleasing light Shadowie sets off the face of things; in vain, If none regard; Heav"n wakes with all his eyes, Whom to behold but thee, Natures desire, In whose sight all things joy, with ravishment Attracted by thy beauty still to gaze.
I rose as at thy call, but found thee not; To find thee I directed then my walk; And on, methought, alone I pa.s.s"d through ways 50 That brought me on a sudden to the Tree Of interdicted Knowledge: fair it seem"d, Much fairer to my Fancie then by day: And as I wondring lookt, beside it stood One shap"d and wing"d like one of those from Heav"n By us oft seen; his dewie locks distill"d Ambrosia; on that Tree he also gaz"d; And O fair Plant, said he, with fruit surcharg"d, Deigns none to ease thy load and taste thy sweet, Nor G.o.d, nor Man; is Knowledge so despis"d? 60 Or envie, or what reserve forbids to taste?
Forbid who will, none shall from me withhold Longer thy offerd good, why else set here?
This said he paus"d not, but with ventrous Arme He pluckt, he tasted; mee damp horror chil"d At such bold words voucht with a deed so bold: But he thus overjoy"d, O Fruit Divine, Sweet of thy self, but much more sweet thus cropt, Forbidd"n here, it seems, as onely fit For G.o.ds, yet able to make G.o.ds of Men: 70 And why not G.o.ds of Men, since good, the more Communicated, more abundant growes, The Author not impair"d, but honourd more?
Here, happie Creature, fair Angelic Eve, Partake thou also; happie though thou art, Happier thou mayst be, worthier canst not be: Taste this, and be henceforth among the G.o.ds Thy self a G.o.ddess, not to Earth confind, But somtimes in the Air, as wee, somtimes Ascend to Heav"n, by merit thine, and see 80 What life the G.o.ds live there, and such live thou.
So saying, he drew nigh, and to me held, Even to my mouth of that same fruit held part Which he had pluckt; the pleasant savourie smell So quick"nd appet.i.te, that I, methought, Could not but taste. Forthwith up to the Clouds With him I flew, and underneath beheld The Earth outstretcht immense, a prospect wide And various: wondring at my flight and change To this high exaltation; suddenly 90 My Guide was gon, and I, me thought, sunk down, And fell asleep; but O how glad I wak"d To find this but a dream! Thus Eve her Night Related, and thus Adam answerd sad.
Best Image of my self and dearer half, The trouble of thy thoughts this night in sleep Affects me equally; nor can I like This uncouth dream, of evil sprung I fear; Yet evil whence? in thee can harbour none, Created pure. But know that in the Soule 100 Are many lesser Faculties that serve Reason as chief; among these Fansie next Her office holds; of all external things, Which the five watchful Senses represent, She forms Imaginations, Aerie shapes, Which Reason joyning or disjoyning, frames All what we affirm or what deny, and call Our knowledge or opinion; then retires Into her private Cell when Nature rests.
Oft in her absence mimic Fansie wakes 110 To imitate her; but misjoyning shapes, Wilde work produces oft, and most in dreams, Ill matching words and deeds long past or late.
Som such resemblances methinks I find Of our last Eevnings talk, in this thy dream, But with addition strange; yet be not sad.
Evil into the mind of G.o.d or Man May come and go, so unapprov"d, and leave No spot or blame behind: Which gives me hope That what in sleep thou didst abhorr to dream, 120 Waking thou never wilt consent to do.
Be not disheart"nd then, nor cloud those looks That wont to be more chearful and serene Then when fair Morning first smiles on the World, And let us to our fresh imployments rise Among the Groves, the Fountains, and the Flours That open now thir choicest bosom"d smells Reservd from night, and kept for thee in store.
So cheard he his fair Spouse, and she was cheard, But silently a gentle tear let fall 130 From either eye, and wip"d them with her haire; Two other precious drops that ready stood, Each in thir chrystal sluce, hee ere they fell Kiss"d as the gracious signs of sweet remorse And pious awe, that feard to have offended.
So all was cleard, and to the Field they haste.
But first from under shadie arborous roof, Soon as they forth were come to open sight Of day-spring, and the Sun, who scarce up risen With wheels yet hov"ring o"re the Ocean brim, 140 Shot paralel to the earth his dewie ray, Discovering in wide Lantskip all the East Of Paradise and Edens happie Plains, Lowly they bow"d adoring, and began Thir Orisons, each Morning duly paid In various style, for neither various style Nor holy rapture wanted they to praise Thir Maker, in fit strains p.r.o.nounc"t or sung Unmeditated, such prompt eloquence Flowd from thir lips, in Prose or numerous Verse, 150 More tuneable then needed Lute or Harp To add more sweetness, and they thus began.
These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almightie, thine this universal Frame, Thus wondrous fair; thy self how wondrous then!
Unspeakable, who sitst above these Heavens To us invisible or dimly seen In these thy lowest works, yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and Power Divine: Speak yee who best can tell, ye Sons of light, 160 Angels, for yee behold him, and with songs And choral symphonies, Day without Night, Circle his Throne rejoycing, yee in Heav"n, On Earth joyn all yee Creatures to extoll Him first, him last, him midst, and without end.
Fairest of Starrs, last in the train of Night, If better thou belong not to the dawn, Sure pledge of day, that crownst the smiling Morn With thy bright Circlet, praise him in thy Spheare While day arises, that sweet hour of Prime. 170 Thou Sun, of this great World both Eye and Soule, Acknowledge him thy Greater, sound his praise In thy eternal course, both when thou climb"st, And when high Noon hast gaind, & when thou fallst.
Moon, that now meetst the orient Sun, now fli"st With the fixt Starrs, fixt in thir Orb that flies, And yee five other wandring Fires that move In mystic Dance not without Song, resound His praise, who out of Darkness call"d up Light.
Aire, and ye Elements the eldest birth 180 Of Natures Womb, that in quaternion run Perpetual Circle, multiform; and mix And nourish all things, let your ceasless change Varie to our great Maker still new praise.
Ye Mists and Exhalations that now rise From Hill or steaming Lake, duskie or grey, Till the Sun paint your fleecie skirts with Gold, In honour to the Worlds great Author rise, Whether to deck with Clouds the uncolourd skie, Or wet the thirstie Earth with falling showers, 190 Rising or falling still advance his praise.
His praise ye Winds, that from four Quarters blow, Breath soft or loud; and wave your tops, ye Pines, With every Plant, in sign of Worship wave.
Fountains and yee, that warble, as ye flow, Melodious murmurs, warbling tune his praise.
Joyn voices all ye living Souls, ye Birds, That singing up to Heaven Gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise; Yee that in Waters glide, and yee that walk 200 The Earth, and stately tread, or lowly creep; Witness if I be silent, Morn or Eeven, To Hill, or Valley, Fountain, or fresh shade Made vocal by my Song, and taught his praise.
Hail universal Lord, be bounteous still To give us onely good; and if the night Have gathered aught of evil or conceald, Disperse it, as now light dispels the dark.