That practis'd falsehood under saintly shew, Deep malice to conceal, couch'd with revenge.

Thus Belial, with words clothed in reason's garb, counseled ignoble ease, and peaceful sloth, not peace.

So hand in hand they passed, the loveliest pair that ever since in love's embraces met -- Adam, the goodliest man of men since born his sons; the fairest of her daughters Eve.

Execute their airy purposes.

The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he awhile Thought him still speaking, still stood fix'd to hear.

Death Grinn'd horrible a ghastly smile, to hear His famine should be fill'd.

With a smile that glow'd Celestial rosy red, love's proper hue.