But that first ’twas higher up than mine;
It is, that I being bestial, you divine,
We now alike are human beings both.
About our fall I won’t profess to know,
But know I do,
That I was never innocent as thou.
Moping again, my love; yes, I dare swear,
All the day long while I have been at work,
With some religious folly in your head.
Eve. No, Adam, I am cheerful quite to-day;