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        Oft o urne

        Repeated, so    engagd [ 400 ]

        to be returnd by Noon amid the Bowre,

        And all t order to invite

        Noontide repast, or Afternoons repose.

        O much deceavd, much failing, hapless Eve,

        Of tur perverse! [ 405 ]

        t houre in Paradise

        Foundst eit repast, or sound repose;

        Suc Flours and Shades

        aited

        to intercept thee back [ 410 ]

        Despoild of Innoce, of Faith, of Bliss.

        For no break of dahe Fiend,

        Meer Serpent in appearance, forth was e,

        And on , w    finde

        t in them [ 415 ]

        the whole included Race, his purposd prey.

        In Bo

        Of Grove arden-Plot more pleasant lay,

        tendance or Plantation for delight,

        By Fountain or by s [ 420 ]

        t wis find

        Eve separate,    not h hope

        Of w so seldom co his wish,

        Beyond e he spies,

        Veild in a Cloud rance, wood, [ 425 ]

        he Roses bushing round

        About    stooping to support

        Eacalk, whough gay

        ation, Purple, Azure, or spect h Gold,

        aind, taies [ 430 ]

        Gently le band, mihe while,

        unsupported Flour,

        From    prop so farr, and storm so nigh.

        Neerer raversd

        Of stateliest Covert, Cedar, Pine, or Palme, [ 435 ]

        then voluble and bold, now hid, now seen

        Among ts and Flours

        Imborderd on eache hand of Eve:

        Spot more delicious those Gardens feignd

        Or of revivd Adonis, or renownd [ 440 ]

        Alous,    of old Laertes Son,

        Or t, not Mystic, w King

        ian Spouse.

        Muche Person more.
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