Adam, well may we labour still to dress [ 205 ]

This Garden, still to tend Plant, Herb and Flour,

Our pleasant task enjoynd, but till more hands

Aid us, the work under our labour grows,

Luxurious by restraint; what we by day

Lop overgrown, or prune, or prop, or bind, [ 210 ]

One night or two with wanton growth derides

Tending to wilde. Thou therefore now advise

Or hear what to my minde first thoughts present,

Let us divide our labours, thou where choice

Leads thee, or where most needs, whether to wind [ 215 ]

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