Greedily she ingorgd without restraint,

And knew not eating Death: Satiate at length,

And hightnd as with Wine, jocond and boon,

Thus to her self she pleasingly began.

O Sovran, vertuous, precious of all Trees [ 795 ]

In Paradise, of operation blest

To Sapience, hitherto obscurd, infamd,

And thy fair Fruit let hang, as to no end

Created; but henceforth my early care,

Not without Song, each Morning, and due praise [ 800 ]

Shall tend thee, and the fertil burden ease

Of thy full branches offerd free to all;

Till dieted by thee I grow mature

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