His gentle dumb expression turned at length
The eye of Eve, to mark his play; he, glad
Of her attention gained, with serpent-tongue
Organic, or impulse of vocal air,
His fraudulent temptation thus began.
“Wonder not, sovran mistress, if perhaps
Thou canst who art sole wonder! much less arm
Thy looks, the Heaven of mildness, with disdain,
Displeased that I approach thee thus, and gaze
Insatiate; I thus single; nor have feared
Thy awful brow, more awful thus retired.
Fairest resemblance of thy Maker fair,
Thee all things living gaze on all things thine
By gift, and thy celestial beauty adore
With ravishment beheld! there beat beheld,
Where universally admired; but here
In this inclosure wild, these beasts among,
Beholders rude, and shallow to discern
Half what in thee is fair, one man except,
Who sees thee? (and what is one?) who should be seen
A goddess among gods, adored and served
By angels numberless, thy daily train.”
So glozed the tempter, and his proem tuned:
Into the heart of Eve his words made way.
* * * * *
[After some discourse, the Tempter praises the Tree of Knowledge.]
So standing, moving, or to height up grown,
The tempter, all impassioned, thus began.
“O sacred, wise,
and wisdom-giving plant,
Mother of science! now I feel thy power
Within me clear; not only to discern
Things in their causes, but to trace the
ways
Of highest agents, deemed however wise.
Queen of this universe! do not believe
Those rigid threats of death: ye
shall not die:
How should you? by the fruit? it gives
you life
To knowledge; by the threatener? look
on me.
Me, who have touched and tasted; yet both
live,
And life more perfect have attained than
Fate
Meant me, by venturing higher than my
lot.
Shall that be shut to man, which to the
beast
Is open? or will God incense his ire
For such a petty trespass? and not praise
Rather your dauntless virtue, whom the
pain
Of death denounced, whatever thing death
be,
Deterred not from achieving what might
lead
To happier life, knowledge of good and
evil;
Of good, how just? of evil, if what is
evil
Be real, why not known, since easier shunned?
God therefore cannot hurt ye, and be just;
Not just, not God: not feared then,
nor obeyed:
Your fear itself of death removes the
fear.
Why then was this forbid? Why, but
to awe;
Why, but to keep ye low and ignorant,
His worshippers? He knows that in
the day
Ye eat thereof, your eyes, that seem so
clear,
Yet are but dim, shall perfectly be then
Opened and cleared, and ye shall be as
gods,
Knowing both good and evil, as they know.
That ye shall be as gods, since I as Man,