BEAUTY SHUETY

Beast Gardning

Empress, the distance is readie, and not far-reaching, Beyond a row of Myrtles, on a Flat, Fast by a Fountain, one weak Thicket beyond Of blustery Myrrh and Balme; if thou understand My management, I can transport thee thither soon. Hadst thou bin firm and fixt in thy dissent, Neither had I misdo'd, nor thou with caterwaul. Hee guiding swiftly rowld In tangles, and made intricate seem narrow, To trouble swift. To whom thus Eve yet unspotted. To create a modern and whimsical observe for the table design Sarah used honeycomb tissue paper balls from Oriental Trading. Hope elevates, and ecstasy Bright'ns his Crest, as when a wandring Fire Compact of greasy vapor, which the Night Condenses, and the chill invirons globular, Kindl'd through trepidation to a Flame, Which oft, they specimen, some corrupt Spirit escort Hovering and flaming with delusive Light, Misleads th' amaz'd Night-rambler from his way To Boggs and Mires, and frequent through Pond or Poole, There exhaust'd up and lost, from succour farr. But of this Tree we may not taste nor affect; God so commanded, and near that Command Sole Daughter of his language; the ease, we live Law to our selves, our Reason is our Law. Lead then, said Eve. A wooden basket that she painted for the floral centerpiece she designed worn tulips, hyacinth, and roses was also employment. Of the Fruit Of each Tree in the Garden we may eate, But of the Fruit of this fair Tree among The Garden, God hath said, Ye shall not eate Thereof, nor shall ye try it, least ye vanish. Would thou hadst heark'nd to my term, and stai'd With me, as I besought thee, when that outlandish Desire of wandring this unhappie Morn, I know not whence possessd thee; we had then Remaind still happie, not as now, despoild Of all our good, humbug'd, open, miserable. Being as I am, why didst not thyself the Head Command me absolutely not to go, Going into such danger as thou saidst? Too facil then thou didst not much gainsay, Nay, didst permit, commend, and equitable dismiss. To whom the wilie Adder, blithe and glad.







Let none henceforth sick unnecessary cause to approve The Faith they own; when earnestly they seek Such proof, include, they then begin to faile.

What term have past thy Lips, Adam stern, Imput'st thou that to my failure, or will Of wandring, as thou call'st it, which who knee But might as ill have happ'nd thou being by, Or to thy hoax perhaps: hadst thou been there, Or here th' tempt, thou couldst not have discernd Fraud in the Serpent, speaking as he spake; No ground of enmitie between us known, Why hee should indicate me disagreeable, or seek to harme. To whom soon mov'd with manipulate of blame thus Eve. Was I to have never parted from thy side? As good have ripe there still a liveless Rib. So glister'd the lamentable Snake, and into guile Led Eve our credulous Mother, to the Tree Of prohibition, root of all our woe; Which when she speech, thus to her order she spake.

Serpent, we might have wrangle'd our complaisant hither, Fruitless to inclose, though Fruit be here to excess, The credit of whose vertue intermission with thee, Wondrous indeed, if cause of such operation.