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422 Wearied I fell asleep. But now lead on; In me is no delay with thee to go, Is to stay here; without thee here to stay, Is to go hence unwilling; thou to me Art all things under heaven, all places thou, Who for my wilful crime art banished hence. This further consolation yet secure I carry hence; though all by me is lost, Such favor I unworthy am vouchsafed, By me the Promised Seed shall all restore."
 * So spake our mother Eve, and Adam heard

Well pleased, but answered not; for now too nigh The Archangel stood, and from the other hill To their fixed station, all in bright array, The Cherubim descended; on the ground Gliding meteorous, as evening mist, Risen from a river, o'er the marish glides, And gathers round fast at the laborer's heel, Homeward returning. High in front advanced, The banished sword of God before them blazed, Fierce as a comet, which with torrid heat, And vapor as the Libyan air adust, Began to parch that temperate clime; whereat In either hand the hastening Angel caught Our lingering parents, and to the eastern gate Led them direct, and down the cliff as fast To the subjected plain; then disappeared. They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld