320 How haft thou hunger then? Satan reply'd, Tell me if Food were now before thee fet, Would' thou not eat? Thereafter as I like The giver, answer'd Jefus. Why should that Cause thy refufal, faid the fubtle Fiend, Haft thou not right to all Created things, Owe not all Creatures by juft right to thee Duty and fervice, not to ftay till bid, But tender all their pow'r? nor mention I Meats by the Law unclean, or offer'd first To Idols, thofe young Daniel could refuse; Nor profer'd by an Enemy, though who Would fcruple that, with want oppreft? Behold 330 Nature afham'd, or better to express, 325 Troubl'd that thou should't hunger, hath purvey'd To treat thee as befeems, and as her Lord 335 He fpake no dream, for as his words had end, Our Saviour lifting up his eyes beheld In ample space under the broadeft shade 340 345 Was that crude Apple that diverted Eve! 350 With fruits and flow'rs from Amalthea's horn, 355 By Knights of Logres, or of Lyones, Lancelot, or Pelleas, or Pellenore, 360 And all the while harmonious Airs were heard Of chiming ftrings, or charming pipes and winds Of gentlest gale Arabian odours fann'd From their soft wings, and Flora's earliest smells. Such was the fplendor, and the Tempter now 365 His invitation earnestly renew'd. What doubts the Son of God to fit and eat? All these are Spirits of Air, and Woods, and Springs, Paradife Regain'd. M BOOK II. Ean while the new-baptiz'd, who yet remain'd At Jordan with the Baptift, and had seen Him whom they heard fo late exprefly call'd Jefus Meffiah Son of God declar'd, And on that high Authority had believ'd, And with him talkt, and with him -lodg'd, I mean Andrew and Simon, famous after known, With others though in Holy Writ not nam'd, To whom thus Jesus tempʼrately reply'd: Said'st thou not that to all things I had right? And who with holds my pow'r that right to use? Shall I receive by gift what of my own, 380 When and where likes me beft, I can command I can at will, doubt not, as foon as thou, Command a Table in this Wilderness, And call fwift flights of Angels miniftrant Array'd in Glory on my Cup t'attend: Why shouldst thou then obtrude this diligence, In vain, where no acceptance it can find,. And with my hunger what haft thou to do? Thy pompous Delicacies I contemn, 385 And count thy fpecious gifts no gifts but guiles. 390 That I have also pow'r to give thou seest, What I might have bestow'd on whom I pleas'd, - Chofe to impart to thy apparent need, Why shouldst thou not accept it? but I fee 395 401 Of these things others quickly will dispose By hunger, that each other Creature tames, 465 Thou art not to be harm'd, therefore not mov'd; |