94 PARADISE LOST. BOOK IV. That landicape ! and of pure now purer air Meets his approach, and to the heart infpires Vernal delight and joy, able to drive All fadnefs but defpair : now gentle gales Fanning their odoriferous wings difpenle Native perfumes, and whifper whence they flole Thofe balmy fpoils. As when to them who fail Beyond the Cape of Hope, and now are pall 16o Mozambic, off at lea north-eaft winds blow Sabxan odor from the fpicy (bore Of Araby the bleft, with fuch delay Well pleas'd they flack their courfe, and many a league Chear'd with the grateful fmell old Ocean ladles : 165 So entertain'd thole odorous fweets the fiend, Who came their bane ; though with them better pleased Than Afmodeus with the fithy fume That drove him, though enamor'd, from the fpoufe Of Tobit's fon, and with a vengeance fent 170 From Media poll to /Egypt, there fait bound. Now to th' accent of that fleep favage hill Satan had journied on, penfive and flow ; But further way found none, fo thick entwin'd, As one continu'd brake, the undergrowth 175 Of Ihrubs and tangling bufhes had perplex'd All path of man or beatt that pall that way. One gate there only was, and that lock'd eaft On th' other fide : which when th' arch-felon law Due entrance he difdain'd, and in contempt, iSo At one flight bound high over-leap'd all bound Of hill or higheft wall, and cheer within Lights on his feet. As when a prowling wolf, Whom hunger drives to Peek new haunt for prey, Watching where fhepherds pen their flocks at eve 185 In hutdrd cotes amid the field fecure 155 Leaps
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