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Adam, quoth ſhe, I ſhall be in,
In ſpite of all ſuch churls as thee,
Thou'rt the original of all ſin,
For eating of the forbidden tree;
For which thou art not flyting free;
But for thy ſoul offences fled.
Adam went back and let her be,
Looking as if his noſe had bled.
Then mother Eve did at him ſpeer,
Who was it there that made ſuch din?
He ſaid, a woman would be here,
For me I durſt not let her in.
I'll go, ſaid ſhe, and aſk her will,
Her company I would have fain.
But ay ſhe cried, and knocked ſtill,
And in no ways ſhe would refrain.
Daughter, ſaid Eve, you will do well,
To come again another time?
Heaven is not won by ſword nor ſteel,
Nor none that's guilty of a crime.
Mother, ſaid ſhe, the fault is thine,
That knocking here ſo long I ſtand;
Thy guilt is more than that of mine,
If thou wilt rightly underſtand,
Thou waſt the cauſe of all our ſin,
Wherein we were born and conceiv'd,
Our miſery thou didſt begin,
By thee thy huſband was deceiv'd.
Eve sent back where Noah was,
And told him all how ſhe was blam'd,
Of her great ſin and firſt treſpaſs,
Whereof ſhe was ſo much aſham'd.