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O Eve! some further change awaits us nigh,
He err'd not; for by this the heavonly bands
Eve, now expect great tidings, which perhaps
From yonder blazing cloud that veils the hill,
235 But solemn and subline: whom not t'offend, With reverence I must meet, and thou retire.
He ended, and th' Arch-Angel soon drew nigh, Not in his shape cælestial, but as man Clad to meet man: over his lucid arms
240 A military veft of purple flow'd, Livelier than MEĻIBO E AN, or the grain Of SARRA, worn by Kings and Heroes old in time of truce: IRIS had dipp'd the wooff: His ftarry helm unbuckld, mew'd him prime
245 In manhood, where youth ended: by his side (As in a glist'ring Zodiac ) hung the sword, Satan's dire dread; and in his hand the spear. ADAM bow'd low: he, Kingly, from his state Inclin'd not, but his coming thus declar'd, 250
ADAM! Heav'n's high beheft no preface needs : Sufficient that thy pray’rs are heard, and Death, (Then due by sentence when thou didst transgress) Defeated of his seisure, many days Giv'n thee of grace, wherein thou may ft repent, 255 And one bad act with many deeds well done May'st cover: well may then thy Lord, appeasid, Redeem thee quite from Death's rapacious claim, But longer in this Paradise to dwell Bermits not: to remove thee I am come, 260 And send thee from the garden forth, to till The ground whence thou waft taken, fitter foil !