The men, though grave, eyed them, and let their eyes Rove without rein, till, in the amorous net
Fast caught, they liked, and each his liking chose: And now of love they treat, till the ev'ning star, Love's harbinger, appear'd; then all in heat They light the nuptial torch, and bid invoke Hymen, then first to marriage rites invoked; With feast and music all the tents resound. Such happy interview and fair event
Of love and youth not lost, songs, garlands, flow'rs, And charming symphonies attach'd the heart Of Adam, soon inclined to admit delight, The bent of nature, which he thus express'd. True opener of mine eyes, prime angel bless'd, Much better seems this vision, and more hope Of peaceful days portends, than those two past; Those were of hate and death, or pain much worse, Here nature seems fulfill'd in all her ends.
To whom thus Michael. Judge not what is best By pleasure, though to nature seeming meet, Created, as thou art, to nobler end
Holy and pure, conformity divine.
Those tents, thou saw'st so pleasant, were the tents Of wickedness, wherein shall dwell his race Who slew his brother; studious they appear Of arts that polish life, inventors rare, Unmindful of their Maker, though his Spirit Taught them, but they his gifts acknowledged none. Yet they a beauteous offspring shall beget; For that fair female troup thou saw'st, that seem'd Of Goddesses, so blithe, so smooth, so gay, Yet empty of all good wherein consists Woman's domestic honour and chief praise; Bred only and completed to the taste Of lustful appetence, to sing, to dance, To dress, and troll the tongue, and roll the eye. To these that sober race of men, whose lives Religious titled them the sons of GOD, Shall yield up all their virtue, all their fame Ignobly, to the trains and to the smiles
Of these fair atheists; and now swim in joy, Erelong to swim at large, and laugh; for which The world erelong a world of tears must weep.
To whom thus Adam of short joy bereft; O pity and shame, that they, who to live well Enter'd so fair, should turn aside to tread Paths indirect, or in the midway faint! But still I see the tenor of man's woe Holds on the same, from woman to begin. From man's effeminate slackness it begins, Said th' angel, who should better hold his place By wisdom and superior gifts received. But now prepare thee for another scene.
He look'd, and saw wide territory spread Before him, towns, and rural works between, Cities of men with lofty gates and tow'rs, Concourse in arms, fierce faces threat'ning war, Giants of mighty bone, and bold emprise; Part wield their arms, part curb the foaming steed, Single, or in array of battle ranged
Both horse and foot, nor idly must'ring stood: One way a band select from forage drives A herd of beeves, fair oxen and fair kine, From a fat meadow ground; or fleecy flock, Ewes and their bleating lambs, over the plain, Their booty; scarce with life the shepherds fly, But call in aid, which makes a bloody fray. With cruel tournament the squadrons join ; Where cattle pastured late, now scatter'd lies With carcasses and arms th' ensanguined field, Deserted. Others to a city strong
Lay siege, encamp'd, by battery, scale, and mine, Assaulting; others from the wall defend
With dart and javelin, stones and sulphurous fire; On each hand slaughter and gigantic deeds. In other part the sceptred heralds call To council in the city gates: anon
Gray-headed men and grave, with warriors mix'd, Assemble, and harangues are heard; but soon In factious opposition; till at last
Of middle age one rising,' eminent
In wise deport, spake much of right and wrong Of justice, of religion, truth and peace,
And judgment from above: him old and young Exploded, and had seized with violent hands, Had not a cloud descending snatch'd him thence Unseen amid the throng: so violence
Proceeded, and oppression, and sword-law, Through all the plain, and refuge none was found. Adam was all in tears, and to his guide
Lamenting turn'd full sad; O! what are these, Death's ministers, not men, who thus deal death Inhumanly to men, and multiply
Ten thousand-fold the sin of him who slew His brother; for of whom such massacre Make they but of their brethren, men of men? But who was that just man, whom had not heav'n Rescued, had in his righteousness been lost?
To whom thus Michael. These are the product Of those ill-mated marriages thou saw'st;
Where good with bad were match'd, who of themselves Abhor to join; and by imprudence mix'd
Produce prodigious births of body or mind. Such were these giants, men of high renown; For in those days might only shall be admired, And valour and heroic virtue call'd:
To overcome in battle, and subdue Nations, and bring home spoils with infinite Manslaughter, shall be held the highest pitch Of human glory, and for glory done
Of triumph, to be styled great conquerors, Patrons of mankind, Gods, and sons of Gods, Destroyers rightlier call'd and plagues of men. Thus fame shall be achieved, renown on earth, And what most merits fame in silence hid.
But he, the seventh from thee, whom thou beheld'st The only righteous in a world perverse,
1 Enoch, said to be of middle age, because he was translated when he was
only 365 years old, a middle age then Gen. v. 23.-RICHARDSON.
And therefore hated, therefore so beset With foes for daring single to be just,
And utter odious truth, that God would come
To judge them with his saints; him the most High Wrapt in a balmy cloud with winged steeds Did, as thou saw'st, receive, to walk with God High in salvation and the climes of bliss, Exempt from death: to show thee what reward Awaits the good, the rest what punishment: Which now direct thine eyes and soon behold:
He look'd, and saw the face of things quite changed, The brazen throat of war had ceased to roar;
All now was turn'd to jollity and game, To luxury and riot, feast and dance, Marrying or prostituting as befell, Rape or adultery, where passing fair
Allured them; thence from cups to civil broils. At length a reverend sire1 among them came, And of their doings great dislike declared, And testified against their ways; he oft Frequented their assemblies, whereso met Triumphs, or festivals, and to them preach'd Conversion and repentance, as to souls In prison under judgments imminent:
But all in vain: which when he saw, he ceased Contending, and removed his tents far off:2 Then from the mountain hewing timber tall, Began to build a vessel of huge bulk,
Measured by cubit, length, and breadth, and highth, Smear'd round with pitch, and in the side a door Contrived, and of provisions laid in large For man and beast: when lo, a wonder strange! Of every beast, and bird, and insect small, Came sevens, and pairs, and enter'd in, as taught Their order: last the sire and his three sons
With their four wives; and God made fast the door. Meanwhile the south wind rose, and, with black wings
1 Noah. See 1 Peter iii. 19.
*Noah's removal to another land is
taken from Josephus. Antiq. Jud. lib. i 0. 8.
Wide hovering, all the clouds together drove From under heav'n; the hills to their supply Vapour, and exhalation dusk and moist Sent up amain: and now the thicken'd sky Like a dark ceiling stood; down rush'd the rain Impetuous, and continued till the earth No more was seen; the floating vessel swum Uplifted; and secure with beaked prow Rode tilting o'er the waves, all dwellings else Flood overwhelm'd, and them with all their pomp Deep under water roll'd; sea cover'd sea, Sea without shore, and in their palaces, Where luxury late reign'd, sea-monsters whelp'd And stabled; of mankind, so numerous late, All left in one small bottom swum embark'd. How didst thou grieve then, Adam, to behold The end of all thy offspring, end so sad, Depopulation! thee another flood,
Of tears and sorrow a flood thee also drown'd, And sunk thee as thy sons; till gently rear'd By the angel, on thy feet thou stood'st at last, Though comfortless, as when a father mourns His children, all in view destroy'd at once; And scarce to th' angel utter'dst thus thy plaint. O visions ill foreseen! better had I
Lived ignorant of future, so had borne My part of evil only, each day's lot
Enough to bear; those now, that were dispensed The burden of many ages, on me light
At once, by my foreknowledge gaining birth Abortive, to torment me ere their being,
With thought that they must be. Let no man seek Henceforth to be foretold what shall befall
Him or his children; evil he may be sure, Which neither his foreknowing can prevent, And he the future evil shall no less In apprehension than in substance feel, Grievous to bear: but that care now is past, Man is not whom to warn; those few escaped Famine and anguish will at last consume
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