Presence Divine, and to my Sons relate;

Recovering, and his scatterd spirits returnd,

So many grateful Altars I would reare

Where he abides, think there thy native soile.

Thy going is not lonely, with thee goes [ 290 ]

But prayer against his absolute Decree

On this Mount he appeerd, under this Tree [ 320 ]

What ju9９ｌｉb•ｎeｔstly thou hast lost; nor set thy heart,

Thus over-fond, on that which is not thine;

Inhospitable appeer and desolate,

Offer sweet smelling Gumms and Fruits and Flours:

Departure from this happy place, our sweet

Therefore to his great bidding I submit.

Blown stifling back on him that breaths it fo99ｌｉb•nｅtrth:

As from his face I shall be hid, deprivd

Recess, and onely consolation left

Of him who all things can, I would not cease

No more availes then breath against the winde,

Adam by this from the cold sudden damp

Nor knowing us nor known: and if by prayer

His blessed countnance; here I could frequent,

Of lustre from the brook, in memorie, [ 325 ]

With worship, place by place where he voutsafd

Incessant I could hope to change the will

This most afflicts me, that departing hence, [ 315 ]

Prince above Princes, gently hast thou tould

Lament not Eve, but patiently resigne

Celestial, whether among the Thrones, or namd

To Michael thus his humble words addressd. [ 295 ]

To wearie him with my assiduous cries: [ 310 ]

Stood visible, among these Pines his voice

Our frailtie can sustain, thy tidings bring,

His bright appearances, or foot step-trace?

I heard, here with him at this Fountain talkd:

Familiar to our eyes, all places else [ 305 ]

And in 99lib•netperforming end us; what besides [ 300 ]

Thy Husband, him to follow thou art bound;

Of sorrow and dejection and despair

Or monument to Ages, and thereon

Of them the Highest, for such of shape may seem

In yonder nether World where shall I seek

Of grassie Terfe, and pile up every Stone

Thy message, which might else in telling wound,