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12 So in an Eden Dwelt he, of fantasies. Here and not otherwhere Eve was his bride.

Eve the hot-hearted! Eve the wild spirit Of quest—the adventurer! Eve the unslaked.

She it was showed him Where, in the midst Of his pleasance, the knowledge-tree Waiting him grew.

Wondrous the fruitage, Maddening the taste therof; Fiery like wine was it, Fierce like a sting. Straightway