Apollion monologue (Act 1) — Vondel's Lucifer

That Nature's pencil needs, nor lesser hues Than sunbeams. Perfect are both man and wife; Of equal beauty they, from head to foot. By right doth Adam Eve excel in strength Of form and majesty of bearing, as One chosen for the sovereignty of Earth: But Eve combines all that her bridegroom joys: 180 A tenderness of limb and softer skin And flesh, a lovelier tint and eyes enchanting, A charming, gracious mouth, a sweeter voice, Whose power lies in a sound more exquisite; Two founts of ivory and what besides No tongue should dare to name, lest Spirits should Be tempted. And though all the Angels now Impress our eyes as beautiful and fair. How ill their forms and faces would appear If seen within the rosy morning-light 190 Of maidenhood!