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Rh I bear thee, and unweeting have offended, Unhappily deceived! Thy suppliant I beg, and clasp thy knees; bereave me not, Whereon I live, thy gentle looks, thy aid, Thy counsel, in this uttermost distress My only strength and stay. Forlorn of thee Whither shall I betake me, where subsist? While yet we live, scarce one short hour perhaps, Between us two let there be peace; both rejoining, As joined in injuries, one enmity Against a foe by doom express assigned us, That cruel Serpent. On me exercise not Thy hatred for this misery befallen, On me already lost, me than thyself More miserable. Both have sinned, but thou Against God only, I against God and thee; And to the place of judgement will return, There with my cries importune Heaven, that all The sentence, from thy head removed, may light On me, sole cause to thee of all this woe, Me, me only, just object of his ire."
 * She ended weeping, and her lowly plight,

Immovable till peace obtained from fault Acknowledged and deplored, to Adam wrought Commiseration. Soon his heart relented Toward her, his life so late and sole delight, Now at his feet submissive in distress; Creature so fair his reconcilement seeking,