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  Nor can I think that God, Creator wise,   Though threatning, will in earnest so destroy   Us his prime Creatures, dignifi'd so high,   Set over all his Works, which in our Fall,   For us created, needs with us must faile,   Dependent made; so God shall uncreate,   Be frustrate, do, undo, and labour loose,   Not well conceav'd of God, who though his Power   Creation could repeate, yet would be loath   Us to abolish, least the Adversary   Triumph and say; Fickle their State whom God   Most Favors, who can please him long?Mee first   He ruind, now Mankind; whom will he next?
 Matter of scorne, not to be given the Foe.
  However I with thee have fixt my Lot,   Certain to undergoe like doom, if Death   Consort with thee, Death is to mee as Life;   So forcible within my heart I feel   The Bond of Nature draw me to my owne,   My own in thee, for what thou art is mine;   Our State cannot be severd, we are one,   One Flesh; to loose thee were to loose my self.  So ADAM, and thus EVE to him repli'd.  O glorious trial of exceeding Love,   Illustrious evidence, example high!   Ingaging me to emulate, but short   Of thy perfection, how shall I attaine,   ADAM, from whose deare side I boast me sprung,   And gladly of our Union heare thee speak,   One Heart, one Soul in both; whereof good prooff   This day affords, declaring thee resolvd,   Rather then Death or aught then Death more dread   Shall separate us, linkt in Love so deare,   To undergoe with mee one Guilt, one Crime,   If any be, of tasting this fair Fruit,   Whose vertue, for of good still good proceeds,   Direct, or by occasion hath presented   This happie trial of thy Love, which else   So eminently never had bin known.  Were it I thought Death menac't would ensue   This my attempt, I would sustain alone   The worst, and not perswade thee, rather die   Deserted, then oblige thee with a fact   Pernicious to thy Peace, chiefly assur'd   Remarkably so late of thy so true,   So faithful Love unequald; but I feel   Farr otherwise th' event, not Death, but Life   Augmented, op'nd Eyes, new Hopes, new Joyes,   Taste so Divine, that what of sweet before   Hath toucht my sense, flat seems to this, and harsh. <<Back  Index  Next>>
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