"Fair angel, thy desire, which tends to know The works of God, thereby to glorify The great Workmaster, leads to no excess That brought them forth, but hid their causes deep. Timely interposes, and her monthly round Still ending, still renewing, through mid Heaven, Hence fills and empties to enlighten the Earth, THE ARGUMENT. Satan, now in prospect of Eden, and nigh the place where he must now attempt the bold enterprise which he undertook, alone against God and Man, falls into many doubts with himself, and many passions, fear, envy and despair; but at length confirms himself in evil; journeys on to Paradise, whose outward prospect and situation are described; overleaps the bounds; sits in the shape of a cormorant on the tree of life, as highest in the garden, to look about him. The garden described; Satan's first sight of Adam and Eve; his wonder at their excellent form and happy state, but with resolution to work their fall; overhears their discourse; thence gathers that the tree of knowledge, was forbidden them to eat of, under penalty of death; and thereon intends to found his temptation by seducing them to transgress; Then leaves them awhile to know further of their state by some other means. Meanwhile Uriel descending on a sunbeam warns Gabriel, who had in charge the gate of Paradise, that some evil Spirit had escaped the deep, and passed at noon by his sphere in the shape of a good Angel down to Paradise, discovered after by his furious gestures on the mount. Gabriel promises to find him ere morning. Night coming on, Adam and Eve discourse of going to their rest. Their bower described; their evening worship. Gabriel, drawing forth his bands of night watch to walk the round of Paradise, appoints two strong Angels to Adam's bower, lest the evil Spirit should be there doing some harm to Adam or Eve sleeping; there they find him at the ear of Eve, tempting her in a dream, and bring him, though unwitling, to Gabriel; by whom questioned, he scornfully answers; prepares resistance; but, hindered by a sign from Heaven, flies orst of Paradise. |