Who ere-while the happy garden fung,
I one now
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By one man's disobedience loft, now fing
Recover'd Paradife to all mankind,
By one man's firm obedience fully try'd
Through all temptation, and the tempter foil'd
In all his wiles, defeated and repuls'd,
And EDEN rais'd in the wafte wilderness.
Thou SPIRIT who ledst this glorious Eremite
Into the defart, his victorious field,
Against the spiritual foe, and brought'ft him thence By proof the undoubted Son of GOD, inspire,
As thou art wont, my prompted fong, elfe mute,
And bear through height or depth of nature's bounds
With profperous wing full fumm'd, to tell of deeds
Above heroic, though in fecret done,
And un-recorded left through many an age,
Worthy t' have not remain'd fo long un-fung.
Now had the great Proclaimer, with a voice
More awful than the found of trumpet, cry'd
Repentance, and heaven's kingdom nigh at hand 20
To all baptiz'd: to his great baptism flock'd
With awe the regions round, and with them came
From NAZARETH the fon of JOSEPH deem'd,
To the flood JORDAN came, as then obscure,
Un-mark'd, un-known; but him the Baptist soon
Defcry'd, divinely warn'd, and witness bore
As to his worthier, and would have refign'd
To him his heavenly office; nor was long
His witness un-confirm'd: on him baptiz'd
Heav'n open'd, and in likeness of a dove
The SPIRIT defcended, while the Father's voice
From heav'n pronounc'd him his beloved Son.
That heard the adverfary, who roving still
About the world, at that affembly fam'd
Would not be last, and with the voice divine
Nigh thunder-struck, th' exalted Man, to whom
Such high atteft was giv'n, a-while furvey'd
With wonder; then with envy fraught, and rage,
Flies to his place; nor refts, but in mid air
To council fummons all his mighty peers,
Within thick clouds and dark ten-fold involv'd,
A gloomy confiftory; and them amidst
With looks aghaft and fad he thus bespake.
O ancient pow'rs of air and this wide world,
(For much more willingly I mention air,
This our old conqueft, than remember hell
Our hated habitation;) well ye know
How many ages, as the years of men,
This universe we have poffefs'd, and rul'd
In manner at our will th' affairs of earth,
Since ADAM and his facil confort EVE
Loft Paradise, deceiv'd by me; though fince
With dread attending when that fatal wound
Shall be inflicted by the feed of EVE
Upon my head, Long the decrees of heav'n
Delay; for longest time to him is short:
And now, too foon for us, the circling hours
This dreaded time have compafs'd, wherein we
Muft bide the stroak of that long-threaten'd wound;
At least if so we can ; and by the head
Broken, be not intended all our pow'r
To be infring'd, our freedom and our being,
In this fair empire won of earth and air :
For this ill news I bring, the woman's feed,
Deftin'd to this, is late of woman born.
His birth to our just fear gave no small cause,
But his growth now to youth's full flower, difplaying
All virtue, grace, and wisdom to atchieve
Things higheft, greatest, multiplies my
Before him a great Prophet, to proclaim
His coming, is fent harbinger, who all
Invites, and in the confecrated stream
Pretends to wash off fin, and fit them fo
Purify'd to receive him pure, or rather
To do him honour as their king: all come,
And he himself among them was baptiz❜d,
Not thence to be more pure, but to receive
The teftimony of heav'n, that who He is
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