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Rh And to their viands fell; nor seemingly The Angel, nor in mist, the common gloss Of theologians; but with keen despatch Of real hunger, the concoctive heat To transubstantiate; what redounds transpires Through Spirits with ease; nor wonder: if by fire Of sooty coal the empiric alchemist Can turn, or holds it possible to turn, Metals of drossiest ore to perfect gold As from the mine. Meanwhile at table Eve Ministered naked, and their flowing cups With pleasant liquors crowned. O innocence Deserving Paradise! if ever, then, Then had the sons of God excuse to have been Enamored at that sight; but in those hearts Love unlibidinous reigned, nor jealousy Was understood, the injured lover's hell.
 * Thus when with meats and drinks they had sufficed,

Not burdened nature, sudden mind arose In Adam not to let the occasion pass, Given him by this great conference, to know Of things above his world, and of there being Who dwell in Heaven, whose excellence he saw Transcend his own so far, whose radiant forms, Divine effulgence, whose high power so far Exceeded human, and his wary speech Thus to the empyreal minister he framed: