Chapter 142 of 1964 · 60 words · ~1 min read

CXXVII.

But sweeter still than this, than these, than all, Is first and passionate Love--it stands alone, Like Adam's recollection of his fall; The Tree of Knowledge has been plucked--all 's known-- And Life yields nothing further to recall Worthy of this ambrosial sin, so shown, No doubt in fable, as the unforgiven Fire which Prometheus filched for us from Heaven.