Milton - PR3550 .D77 1777 M1

Boole IV. PARADISE LOST. in Which God likes bell, into their inmoll bow'r Handed they went ; and eas'd the putting off Thefe troublefome difguifes which we wear, Strait fide by fide were laid : nor turn'd I ween Adam from his fair fpoufe, nor Eve the rites Myflerious of connubial love refus'd : Whatever hypocrites auflerely talk Of purity and place and innocence, Defaming as impure what God declares Pure, and commands to fome, leaves free to all. Our maker bids increafe, who bids abilain But our deft-foyer, foe to God and man ? Hail wedded love ! myfterious law, true fource Of human offspring, fole propriety In Paradife, of all things common die. By thee adult'rous lull was driven from men, Among the bellial herds to range ; by thee, (Founded in reafon, loyal, juft, and pure) Relations dear, and all the charities Of father, fon, and brother firfi were known. Far be it, that 1 fhould write thee fin or blame Or think thee unbefitting holieft place, Perpetual fountain of domeftic Tweets ! 740 745 750 755 760 Whofe bed is undefil'd and chaste pronounc'd, Prefent, or pall, as faints and patriarchs tied. Here Love his golden (hafts employs, here lights His conflant lamp, and waves his purple wings ; Reigns here and revels not in the bought fmile 765 Of harlots, lovelefs, joylefs, unendear'd, Cafual fruition ; nor in Court-amours Mix'd dance, or wanton mask, or midnight ball, Or ferenade, which the flarv'd lover flogs To his proud fair, bell quitted with ditdain. 77o Thefe, lull'd by nightingales, embracing flept, And on their naked limbs the flow'ry roof Shower'd

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