Thence up he flew, and on the Tree of Life,

The middle Tree and highest there that grew, [ 195 ]

Sat like a Cormorant; yet not true Life

Thereby regaind, but sat devising Death

To them who livd; nor on the vertue thought

Of that life-giving Plant, but only usd

For prospect, what well usd had bin the pledge [ 200 ]

Of immortality. So little knows

Any, but God alone, to value right

The good before him, but perverts best things

To worst abuse, or to thir meanest use.

Beneath him with new wonder now he views [ 205 ]

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