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Thus while he ſpake, each paſſion dimm'd his face
Thrice chang'd with pale, ire, envie and deſpair,
Which marrd his borrow'd viſage, and betraid
Him counterfet, if any eye beheld.
For heav'nly mindes from ſuch diſtempers foule
Are ever cleer. Whereof hee ſoon aware,
120Each perturbation ſnooth'd with outward calme,
Artificer of fraud; and was the firſt
That practisd falſhood under ſaintly ſhew,
Deep malice to conceale, couch't with revenge:
Yet not anough had practisd to deceive
Uriel once warnd; whoſe eye purſu'd him down
The way he went, and on th' Aſſyrian mount
Saw him disfigur'd, more then could befall
Spirit of happie ſort: his geſtures fierce
130He markd and mad demeanour, then alone,
As he ſuppos'd, all unobſerv'd, unſeen.
So on he fares, and to the border comes
Of Eden, where delicious Paradiſe,
Now nearer, Crowns with her encloſure green,
As with a rural mound the champain head
Of a ſteep wilderneſs, whoſe hairie ſides
With thicket overgrown, grotteſque and wilde,
Acceſs deni'd; and over head up grew
Inſuperable highth of loftieſt ſhade,
Cedar, and Pine,and Firr, and branching Palm,
140A Silvan Scene, and as the ranks aſcend
Shade above ſhade, a woodie Theatre
Of ſtatelieſt view. Yet higher then thir tops
The verdurous wall of Paradiſe up ſprung:
Which to our general Sire gave proſfpect large
Into his neather Empire neighbouring round.