All night the dreadless Angel unpursu'd

Descend from Heav'n URANIA, by that name

Hail holy light, ofspring of Heav'n first-born

High on a Throne of Royal State, which far

I, who erewhile the happy Garden sung

Meanwhile the hainous and despightfull act

Meanwhile the new-baptized, who yet remained

No more of talk where God or Angel Guest

Now Morn her rosie steps in th' Eastern Clime

O For that warning voice, which he who saw

Of Mans First Disobedience, and the Fruit

Perplexed and troubled at his bad success

So spake the Son of God; and Satan stood

Thus they in lowliest plight repentant stood