ARGUMENT. Morning approached, Eve relates to Adam her troublesome dream; he likes it not, yet comforts her: they come forth to their day labours: their morning hymn at the door of their bower. God, to render man inexcusable, sends Raphael to admonish him of his obedience, of his free estate, of his enemy near at hand, who he is, and why his enemy, and whatever else may avail Adam to know. Raphael comes down to Paradise; his appearance described ; coming discerned by Adam afar off sitting at the door of his bower; he goes out to meet him, brings him to his lodge, entertains him with the choicest fruits of Paradise got together by Eve; their discourse at table: Raphael performs his message, minds Adam of his state and of his enemy: relates, at Adam's request, who that enemy is, and how he came to be so, beginning from his first revolt in Heaven and the occasion thereof; how he drew his legions after him to the parts of the north, and there incited them to rebel with him, persuading all but only Abdiel a seraph, who in argument dissuades and opposes him, then forsakes him. PARADISE LOST. BOOK V. NOW morn her rosy steps in th' eastern clime And temp❜rate vapours bland, which th' only sound 5 10 Beauty which, whether waking or asleep, Shot forth peculiar graces; then, with voice 15 Mild as when Zephyrus on Flora breathes, Her hand soft touching, whisper'd thus. "Awake, My fairest, my espous'd, my latest found, Heav'n's last best gift, my ever new delight! Awake; the morning shines, and the fresh field 20 Calls us; we loose the prime, to mark how spring Our tender plants, how blows the citron grove, Such whisp'ring wak'd her, but with startled eye On Adam, whom embracing, thus she spake. "O sole, in whom my thoughts find all repose, My glory, my perfection! glad I see Thy face, and morn return'd; for I this night 6 Why sleep'st thou, Eve? now is the pleasant time, I rose as at thy call, but found thee not: 30 35 40 45 To find thee I directed then my walk;" And on, methought, alone I pass'd through ways 50 That brought me on a sudden to the tree And, as I wond'ring look'd, beside it stood One shap'd and wing'd like one of those from Heaven 56 Ambrosia; on that tree he also gaz'd; And, “O fair plant, said he," with fruit surcharg’d, |