And made himself to Eve quite civil.—
Did he tempt her, or she the devil?
True, she made Eden Adam’s heaven;—
Also the green earth Adam’s hell;
Tore from his grasp all God had given;
Cast him from bliss in sin to dwell;
To make her food by his sweat and blood.
Then what should man from woman hope,
Who hurled from Paradise his sire?
Her frailty drew his horoscope,