ed when sad Eve beheld,

        Desolate roag nigh,

        Soft o his fierce passion she assayd: [ 865 ]

        But ern regard hus repelld.

        Out of my sig, t name best

        Befits thy self as false

        And eful; nots, but t thy shape,

        Like ine may shew [ 870 ]

        to ures from thee

        t too ended

        to    for thee

        I ed    thy pride

        And ie, w was safe, [ 875 ]

        Rejected my forewarning, and disdaind

        Not to be trusted, longing to be seen

        the Devil himself, him overweening

        to over-reac    meeting

        Foold and beguild, by hee, [ 880 ]

        to trust thee from my side, imagind wise,

        stant, mature, proof against all assaults,

        And uood not all    a shew

        Ratu, all but a Rib

        Crooked by nature, bent, as noears, [ 885 ]

        More to t sinister from me drawn,

        ell if t, as supernumerarie

        to my just number found. O why did God,

        Creator    peopld    heavn

        its Mase, create at last [ 890 ]

        tie o

        Of Nature, and not fill t once

        it Feminine,

        Or find some oto gee

        Mankind? t then befalln, [ 895 ]

        And more t shall befall, innumerable

        Disturbances ohrough Femal snares,

        And straigion her

        fit Mate, but such

        As some misfortune brings ake, [ 900 ]

        Or w shall seldom gain

        t shall see her gaind

        By a farr worse, or if shheld

        By Parents, or    coo late

        S, alreadie linkt and edlock-bound [ 905 ]

        to a fell Adversarie, e or shame:

        e calamitie shall cause

        to humane life, and houshold peace found.
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