From Loves due Rites, Nuptial imbraces sweet,

Into this cursed World a woful Race,

Which must be born to certain woe, devourd [ 980 ]

Of many ways to die the shortest choosing, [ 1005 ]

From what we fear for both, let us make short, [ 1000 ]

Tending to some relief of our extremes,

Before the present object languishing

And with desire to languish without

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hope, [ 995 ]

Conversing, looking, loving, to abstain

And torment less then none of what we dread,

Will prove no sudden, but a slow-pact evill,

Be forcd to satisfie his Ravnous Maw.

In offices of Love, how we may lightn [ 960 ]

So Death shall be deceavd his glut, and with us two [ 990 ]

Why stand we longer shivering under feares,

How 9９lｉｂ•nｅtlittle weight my words with thee can finde,

Childless thou art, Childless remaine:

A long days dying to augment our paine,

That shew no end but Death, and have the power,

Each others burden in our share of woe;

Since this days Death denounct, if ought I see,

Living or dying, from thee I will not hide

Thy Love, the sole contentment of my heart

Des

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truction with destruction to destroy.

Our own begotten, and of our Loines to bring

With like desire, which would be miserie

Food for so foule a Monster, in thy power

Found so erroneous, thence by just event

Or end, though sharp and sad, yet tolerable,

Each other, blamd enough elsewhere, but strive

As in our evils, and of easier choice.

With our own

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The Race unblest, to being yet unbegot.

But if thou judge it hard and difficult,

What thoughts in my unquiet brest are risn, [ 975 ]

Let us seek Death, or he not found, supply

It lies, yet ere Conception to prevent

Of new acceptance, hopeful to regaine

But rise, let us no more contend, nor blame

Restord by thee, vile as I am, to plac

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If care of our descent perplex us most,

And to our Seed (O hapless Seed!) derivd. [ 965 ]

That after wretched Life must be at last [ 985 ]

By Death at last, and miserable it is

Then both our selves and Seed at once to free

To be to others cause of misery,

Adam, by sad experiment I know

Found so unfortunate; nevertheless, [ 970 ]

To whom thus Eve, recovering heart, replid.