Empress, the way is readie, and not long,
Beyond a row of Myrtles, on a Flat,
Fast by a Fountain, one small Thicket past
Of blowing Myrrh and Balme; if thou accept
My duct, I bring thee thither soon. [ 630 ]
Lead then, said Eve. Hee leading swiftly rowld
In tangles, and made intricate seem strait,
To mischief swift. Hope elevates, and joy
Brightns his Crest, as when a wandring Fire
pact of unctuous vapor, which the Night [ 635 ]
denses, and the cold invirons round,
Kindld through agitation to a Flame,
Which oft, they say, some evil Spirit attends
H and blazing with delusive Light,
Misleads th amazd Night-wanderer from his way [ 640 ]
To Boggs and Mires, and oft through Pond or Poole,
There swallowd up and lost, from succour farr.
So glisterd the dire Snake, and into fraud
Led Eve our credulous Mother, to the Tree
Of prohibition, root of all our woe; [ 645 ]
Which when she saw, thus tuide she spake.
Serpent, we might have spard our ing hither,
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