Milton - PR3550 .D77 1777 M1

BOOK IV. PARADISE LOST: 107 Now came Rill evening on, and twilight gray Had in her fober livery all things clad; Silence accompany'd, for bean and bird, 60o They to their graffy couch, thefe to their nefis Were flunk ; all, but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous defcant lung ; Silence was pkas'd: now glow'd the firmament With living faphires ; Hefperus. that led bos The flarry boll rode brighten, till the moon R firig in clouded mjelly at length, Apparent Qizen, unvaird her peerlefs light, And o'er the dark her filver mantle threw, When Adana thus to Eve : fair contort, th' hour 610 Of night, and all things now retir'd to reft Mind us of like repofe, fence God bath let Labor and reft, as day and night to men ucce(live ; and the timely dew of sleep Now falling with foft flumbrous weight, inclines 615 Our eye-lids : other creatures all day long Rove idle, unemploy'd, and leis need reft : Man bath his daily work of body, or mind, Appointed, which declares his dignity, And the regard of heav'n on all his ways : 620 While other animals unative range, And of their doings God takes no account. To-morrow, e'er frefh morning ftreak the eaft With &ft approach of light, we mull be ris'n. And at our pleafant labor, to reform 625 Yon flow'ry arbors, yonder alleys green Our walk at noon, with branches overgrown ; That mock our fcaht manuring, and require More hands than ours to lop their wanton growth. Thole bloffoms alto, and thole dropping gurus, 630 That lie beftrovvn unfightly and unfinooth, Afk riddance, if we mean to tread with eafe Mean while, as nature wills, night bids us refl. 1

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