Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone thou art, and from thy state Mine never shall be parted, bliss or woe.
Eve has eaten the fruit and returns to Adam flushed with forbidden knowledge. Adam is appalled but immediately decides to eat as well — not out of deception but out of love. He cannot bear to be separated from her.
Adam’s decision to fall with Eve rather than live without her. Is this the poem’s most noble or most tragic moment? Love as both the greatest virtue and the instrument of ruin.