But of offense and trouble, which my mind florifh, whether the tender grapes appear, and the pomegranate bud forth. His preferring the garden of Eden to that, where the fapient king Held dalliance with his fair EgyPtian spouse, IX. 443. fhows that the poet had this delightful scene in view. Addifon. 35. -methought Clofe at mine ear &c.] Eve's dream is full of thofe high conceits ingendring pride, which we are told the Devil endevor'd to inftil into her. Of this kind is that part of it where the fancies herself awaken'd by Adam in the following beautiful lines, Why fleep'st thou Eve? &c. An injudicious poet would have made Adam talk thro' the whole work in fuch fentiments as thefe: but flattery and falfhood are not the courtship of Milton's Adam, and could not be heard by Eve in her ftate of innocence, excepting 40 Full only in a dream produced on pur pofe to taint her imagination. Other vain fentiments of the fame kind in this relation of her dream will be obvious to every reader. Tho' finely prefaged on this occafion, the catastrophe of the poem is the particulars of it are so artfully fhadowed, that they do not anticipate the ftory which follows in the ninth book. I fhall only add, that tho' the vision itself is founded upon truth, the circumftances of it are full of that wildness and inconfiftency, which are natural to a dream. Addifon. 41. Tunes fweeteft his love-labor'd Jong;] Spenfer in his Epithalamion, a poem which Milton feems often to imitate, has it " the "bird's love-learned fong. We muft farther obferve that our author takes great liberties in his ufe of the genders, fometimes making him and her and it of the fame thing or creature. We have a very remark. able inftance in VI. 878. eyes, Full orb'd the moon, and with more pleasing light I rose as at thy call, but found thee not; 45 And on, methought, alone I pafs'd through ways 50 One fhap'd and wing'd like one of those from Heaven By us oft feen; his dewy locks distill'd 56 Ambrofia; on that tree he also gaz'd; 60 Forbid who will, none fhall from me withhold Sweet of thyself, but much more sweet thus cropt, For Gods, yet able to make Gods of Men: 70 And why not Gods of Men, fince good, the more The author not impair'd, but honor'd more? What life the Gods live there, and such live thou. Ev'n to my mouth of that fame fruit held part Which he had pluck'd; the pleasant savory smell Could not but tafte, Forthwith Forthwith up to the clouds With him I flew, and underneath beheld The earth outstretch'd immense, a profpect wide 75 89 85 And various; wond'ring at my flight and change My guide was gone, and I, methought, funk down, Best image of myself and dearer half, This uncouth dream, of evil sprung I fear; Created pure. But know that in the foul Are many leffer faculties, that ferve and call 90 95 100 105 Our |