Ill worthie I such title should belong
To me transgressour, who for thee ordaind
A help, became thy snare; to mee reproach [ 165 ]
Rather belongs, distrust and all dispraise:
But infinite in pardon was my Judge,
That I who first brought Death on all, am gract
The sourse of life; next favourable thou,
Who highly thus to entitle me voutsafst, [ 170 ]
Farr other name deserving. But the Field
To labour calls us now with sweat imposd,
Though after sleepless Night; for see the Morn,
All unconcernd with our unrest, begins
Her rosie progress smiling; let us forth, [ 175 ]
I never from thy side henceforth to stray,
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