The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 05Dryden, John
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The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 05
Dryden, John
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_Raphael._ Think not the Power, who made thee thus, can find
No way like theirs to propagate thy kind:
Meantime, live happy in thyself alone;
Like him who, single, fills the etherial throne.
To study nature will thy time employ:
Knowledge and innocence are perfect joy.
_Adam._ If solitude were best, the All-wise above
Had made no creature for himself to love.
I add not to the power he had before;
Yet to make me, extends his goodness more.
He would not be alone, who all things can;
But peopled heaven with angels, earth with man.
_Raphael._ As man and angels to the Deity,
So all inferior creatures are to thee.
Heaven's greatness no society can bear;
Servants he made, and those thou want'st not here.
_Adam._ Why did he reason in my soul implant,
And speech, the effect of reason? To the mute,
My speech is lost; my reason to the brute.
Love and society more blessings bring
To them, the slaves, than power to me, their king.
_Raphael._ Thus far to try thee; but to heaven 'twas known,
It was not best for man to be alone;
An equal, yet thy subject, is designed,
For thy soft hours, and to unbend thy mind.
Thy stronger soul shall her weak reason sway;
And thou, through love, her beauty shalt obey;
Thou shalt secure her helpless sex from harms,
And she thy cares shall sweeten with her charms.
_Adam._ What more can heaven bestow, or man require?
_Raphael._ Yes, he can give beyond thy own desire.
A mansion is provided thee, more fair
Than this, and worthy heaven's peculiar care:
Not framed of common earth, nor fruits, nor flowers
Of vulgar growth, but like celestial bowers:
The soil luxuriant, and the fruit divine,
Where golden apples on green branches shine,
And purple grapes dissolve into immortal wine;
For noon-day's heat are closer arbours made,
And for fresh evening air the opener glade.
Ascend; and, as we go,
More wonders thou shalt know.
_Adam._ And, as we go, let earth and heaven above
Sound our great Maker's power, and greater love.
[_They ascend to soft music, and a song is sung._
_The Scene changes, and represents, above, a Sun gloriously rising
and moving orbicularly: at a distance, below, is the Moon; the part
next the Sun enlightened, the other dark. A black Cloud comes
whirling from the adverse part of the Heavens, bearing_ LUCIFER _in
it; at his nearer approach the body of the Sun is darkened._
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