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As I bent down to look, just opposite, [ 460 ]
With unexperienct thought, and laid me downe
Whose image thou art, him thou shalt enjoy
Out of my side to thee, neerest my heart
And wisdom, which alone is truly fair.
Bending to look on me, I started back,
And daily thanks, I chiefly who enjoy [ 445 ]
Whom flist thou? whom thou flist, of him thou art,
Then that smooth watry image; back I turnd, [ 480 ]
Smooth Lake, that to me seemd another Skie.
And from whom I was formd flesh of thy flesh,
I first awakt, and found my self reposd [ 450 ]
That day I oft remember, when from sleep
Thy coming, and thy soft imbraces, hee
Under a Platan, yet methought less faire,
A Shape within the watry gleam appeard
My other half: with that thy gentle hand
And what I was, whence thither brought, and how.
Part of my Soul I seek thee, and thee claim
Like consort to thy self canst no where find.
Seisd mine, I yielded, and from that time see
And without whom am to no end, my Guide
Into a liquid Plain, then stood unmovd [ 455 ]
Præeminent by so much odds, while thou
Till I espid thee, fair indeed and tall,
Substantial Life, to have thee by my 藏书网 side [ 485 ]
Pleasd it returnd as soon with answering looks
His flesh, his bone; to give thee being I lent
To whom thus Eve replid. O thou for whom [ 440 ]
How beauty is excelld by manly grace [ 490 ]
So farr the happier Lot, enjoying thee
Of waters issud from a Cave and spread
What there thou seest fair Creature is thy self,
Had not a voice thus warnd me, What thou seest,
Of sympa九九藏书thie and love; there I had fixt [ 465 ]
Thou following crydst aloud, Return faire Eve,
Henceforth an individual solace dear;
Inseparablie thine, to him shalt beare
And I will bring thee where no shadow staies [ 470 ]
It started back, but pleasd I soon returnd,
For wee to him indeed all praises owe,
With thee it came and goes: but follow me,
On the green bank, to look into the cleer
Mine e九_九_藏_书_网yes till now, and pind with vain desire,
Under a shade of flours, much wondring where
Multitudes like thy self, and thence be calld
Mother of human Race: what could I doe, [ 475 ]
But follow strait, invisibly thus led?
And Head, what thou hast said is just and right.
Not distant far from thence a murmuring sound
Less winning soft, less amiablie milde,
Pure as th expanse of Heavn; I thither went