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Children of Cain?
Has came down in that haughty blood which springs Aza. From what?
From him who shed the first, and that a brother's ! Japh.
And is it so,
But thou, my Anah! let me call thee mine, That ye loo know not? Angels! angels! ye
Albeit thou art nol; 't is a word I cannot Have shared man's sin, and, it may be, now must Part with, although I must from thee. My Anah! Parlake his punishment; or, at the least,
Thou who dost rather make me dream that Abel Vy sorrow.
Had left a daughter, whose pure pious race Sam, Sorrow! I ne'er thought till now Survived in thee, so much unlike thou art To hear an Adamite speak riddles to me.
The rest of the stern Cainites, save in beauty, Japh. And hath not the Most High expounded For all of them are fairest in their favour-them?
Mho.interrupting him.) And wouldst thou have Then ye are lost, as they are lost.
her like our fatlier's foe Aho.
So be it! in mind, in soul ? If I partook thy thought, If they love as they are loved, they will not shrink Ind dream'd ibat aught of Abel was in her!-More to be mortal, than I would to dare
Get thee hence, son of Noah; thou makest strife. An immortality of agonies
Japh. Offspring of Cain, thy father did so! With Samiasa!
But Anah. Sister! sister! speak not
He slew not Seth : and what hast thou to do Tbus.
With other deeds belween his God and him ? Aza. Fearest thou, my Anah?
Japh. Thou speakest well: his God hath judged Anah.
Yes, for thee:
him, and I would resign the greater remnant of
I had not named his deed, but that thyself This little life of mine, before one hour
Didst seem to glory in him, nor to shrink Of thine eternity should know a pang.
From what he had done. Japh. It is for him, then! for the seraph thou Aho.
He was our father's father; Hast left me! that is nothing, if thou hast not The eldest-born of man, the strongest, bravest, Left thy God too! for unions like to these,
And most enduring:-Shall I blush for him Between a mortal and an immortal, cannot From whom we had our being ? Look upon Be happy or be hallow'd. We are sent
Our race; behold their stature and their beauty, Upon the earth lo toil and die; and they
Their courage, strength, and length of days—Are made to minister on high unto
They are number'd. The highest : but if he can save thee, soon
Aho. Be it so! but while yet their hours endure, The hour will come in which celestial aid
I glory in my brelhren and our fathers. Alone can do so.
Japh. My sire and race but glory in their God. Anah. Ah! he speaks of death.
Anah! and thou ?Sam. Of death to us! and those who are with us! Anah.
Whate'er our God decrees, But that the man seems full of sorrow, I
The God of Seth as Cain, I must cbey, Could smile.
And will endeavour patiently to obey. Japh. I grieve not for myself, nor fear; But could I dare to pray in his dread hour I am safe, not for my own deserts, but those Of universal vengeance (if such should be), Of a well-doing sire, who hath been found
It would not be to live, alone exempt Righteous enough to save his children. Would Of all my house. My sister! oh, my sister! His power was greater of redemption ! or
What were the world, or other worlds, or all That by exchanging my own life for hers,
The brightest future, without the sweet pastWho could alone have made mine happy, she, Thy love my father's—all the life, and all The last and loveliest of Cain's race, could share The things which sprang up with me, like the stars, The ark which shall receive a remnant of
Making my dim existence radiant with The seed of Seth!
Soft lights which were not mine ? Aholibamah!. Aho.
And dost thou think that we, Oh! it there should be mercy-seek it, find it: With Cain's, the eldest-born of Adam's blood I abhor death, because that thou must die. Warm in our veins,-strong Cain! who was begotten Aho. What! hath this dreamer, with his father's In Paradise, would mingle with Seth's children ? The bugbear he hath built to scare the world, [ark, Seth, the last offspring of old Adam's dotage ? Shaken my sister? Are we not the loved No, not to save all earth, were earth in peril! Of seraphs ? and if we were not, must we Our race hath alway dwelt apart from thine Cling to a son of Noah for our lives ? From the beginning, and shall do so ever.
Rather than thus-~But the enthusiast dreams Japh. I did not speak to thee, Aholibamah! The worst of dreams, the fantasies engenderd Too much of the forefather whom thou vauntest By hopeless love and heated vigils. Who
Shall shake these solid mountains, this firm earth, Be general, not for two, though beautiful;
Japh. Oh, father! say it not.
Son! son ! Japh. He whose one word produced them. If ihat thou wouldst avoid their doom, forget Aho. Who heard that word ?.
That they exist : they soon shall cease to be;
The universe, which leap'd While thon shalt be the sire of a new world,
Japh. Let me die with this, and them!
Noah. Thou shouldst for such a thought, but Sum. Aholibamah, own thy God! Who can redeems thee.
[shalt not; he Aho. I have ever hailid our Maker, Samiasa,
And why him and thee, As thine, and mine: a God of love, not sorrow. More than what he, thy son, prefers to both ?
Japh. Alas! what else is love but sorrow? Even Noah. Ask Him who made thee greater than He who made earth in love had soon to grieve
myself Above its first and best inhabitants.
And mine, but not less subject to his own
Almighliness. And lo! his mildest and
Least to be tempted messenger appears!
Enler Noah and SHEM.
Enter RAPHAEL the Archangel. (1) Noah.
What do ye here?
Is thus a seraph's duty to be shown, To save an earth-born being; and behold,
Now that the hour is near These are not of the sinful, since they have
When earth must be alone ?
Adore and burn
Your place is heaven.
1 Thou hast said it.
How long hath this been law,
Earth! which oft saw
Jehuvah's footsteps not disdain her sod!
For love ; and oft have we obey'd
His frequent mission with delighted pinions : His love unto created love ?
Adoring him in his least works display'd; Noah. I am
Watching this youngest star of his dominions; But man, and was not made to judge mankind,
And, as the latest birth of his great word, Far less the sons of God; but as our God
Eager to keep it worthy of our Lord. Has deign’d to commune with me, and reveal
Why is thy brow severe ? His judgments, I reply, that the descent
And wherefore speak'st thou of destruction near? Of scraphs from their everlasting seat
Raph. Had Samiasa and Azaziel been binto a perishable and perishing,
In their true place, with the angelic choir, ! Even on the very eve of perishing, world,
Written in fire
They would have seen
Jehovah's late decree,
But ignorance must ever be Were your immortal mission safety, 't would
A part of sin; (1) In the original MS.“ Michael.”_"1 return you,” says Lord who was an angel of gentler sympathies." —B. Letters, July 6, Byron lo Mr. M., “the revise. I have softened the part to which 1822. Gilford objected, and changed the name of Michael to Raphael,
And even the spirits' knowledge shall grow less
As they wax proud within; For Blindness is the first-born of Excess.
When all good angels left the world, ye stay'd, Stung with strange passions, and debased
By mortal feelings for a mortal maid:
In the decree
In being here?
In the great name and at the word of God. Dear, dearest in themselves, and scarce less dear That which I came to do: till now we trod Together the eternal space; together
Let us still walk the stars. True, earth must die! Her race, return'd into her womb, must wither,
And much which she inherits: but oh! why
Without involving ever some vast void
In their immeasurable forfeiture.
Rather than longer worship dared endurei
But ye, who still are pure!
Think how he was undone!
Long have I warr'd,
Long must I war
Who'midst the cherubim
I loved hin-beautiful he was: oh heaven! Save his who made, what beauty and what power Was ever like to Satan's! Would the hour
In wbich he fell could ever be forgiven!
With bim, or with his God, is in your choice :
But man hath listen’d to his voice,
Yet, yet, oh fly!
Shall pass away, While ye shall fill with shrieks the upper sky
For perishable clay, Whose memory in your immortality [day.
Shall long outlast the sun which gave them Think how your essence differeth from their's In all but suffering! why partake The agony to which they must be heirsBorn to be plough'd with tears, and sown with
cares, And reap'd by Death, lord of the human soil ? Even had their days been left to toil their path Through time to dust, unshorten'd by God's wrath, Still they are Evil's prey and Sorrow's spoil. Aho.
Let them fly!
And that on high
While from below
Few shall be spared,
Sister! since it is so,
In vain would be implored
If not unmoved, yet undismay’d,
And, wben the fatal waters are allay'd,
Our portion is to die,
Obey him, as we shall obey;
An hour beyond his will;
'T is that an angel's bride disdains to weep
Farewell! Now rise, inexorable deep! Anah. And must we die ?
And must I lose thee too,
Thy prophecies were true!
Were graves permitted to the seed of Cain. And yet thou wert so happy too!
Noah. Silence, vain boy! each word of thine's a
Angel! forgive this stripling's fond despair.
Raph. Seraphs ! these mortals speak in passion :
Yc! My pangs can be but brief; but thine would be
Who are, or should be, passionless and pure, Eternal, if repulsed from heaven for me.
May now return with me.
It may not be:
We have chosen, and will endure.
Raph. Say'st thou? But to the spirits who have not disdain'd
Aza. To love us, cometh anguish with disgrace.
He hath said it, and I say, Amen! The first who taught us knowledge hath been Raph. Again! hurl'd
Then from this hour, From his once archangelic throne
Shorn as ye are of all celestial power,
And aliens from your God,
Japh. Alas! where shall they dwell ?
Hark, hark! Deep sounds, and deeper'still, Thou canst not weep; but yet
Are howling from the mountain's bosom: Mayst suffer more, not weeping: then forget There's not a breath of wind upon the hill, Her, whom the surges of the all-strangling deep Yet quivers every leaf, and drops each blossom :
Can bring no pang like this. Fly! fly! Earth groans as if beneath a heavy load. Being gone, 't will be less difficult to die.
Noah. Hark, hark! the sea-birds cry! Japh. Oh say not so!
In clouds they overspread the lurid sky Father! and thou, archangel, thou ! And hover round the mountain, where before Surely celestial mercy lurks below
Never a while wing, wetted by the wave, That pure severe serenity of brow:
Yet dared to soar, Let them not meet this sea without a shore, Even when the waters wax'd too fierce to brave, Save in our ark, or let me be no more!
Soon it shall be their only shore,
And then, no more!
He riseth, but his better light is gone;
And a black circle, bound A righteous death, unlike the seed of Cain's.
His glaring disk around, Cease, or be sorrowful in silence; cease Proclaims earth's last of summer days bath shone ! To weary fleaven's ear with thy selfish plaint.
The clouds return into the hues of night, Wouldst thou have God commit a sin for thee? Save where their brazen-colour'd edges streak Such would it be
The verge where brighter morns were wont to break. To alter his intent
Noah. And lo! yon flash of light,
The distant thunder's harbinger, appears!
Hence to where our all-hallow'd ark uprears
Its safe and wreckless sides !
Japh. Oh, father, stay!
Leave not my Anah to the swallowing tid es! Who, who, our tears, our shrieks, shall then com
Noah. Must we not leave all life to such ? Begone! Can we in desolation's peace have rest? (mand?
How darest thou look on that prophetic sky,
And seek to save what all things now condemn, But they are numerous now as are the waves
In overwhelming unison And the tremendous rain,
With just Jehovah's wrath! Whose drops shall be less thick than would their Japh. Can rage and justice join in the same path? Noah. Blasphemer! darest thou murmur even now?
Enter Mortals, Nying for refuge. Raph. Patriarch, be still a father! smooth thy brow :
Chorus of Mortals. Thy son, despite his folly, shall not sink: He knows not what he says, yet shall not driok The heavens and earth are mingling-God! oh God!
With sobs the salt form of the swelling waters; What have we done? Yet spare! But be, when passion passelli, good as thou, Hark! even the forest beasts howl forth their prayer! Nor perisli like heaven's children with man's The dragon crawls from out his den, daughters.
To herd, in terror, innocent with men ; Aho. The tempest cometh; heaven and earth unite And the birds scream their agony through air, For the annihilation of all life.
Yet, yet, Jehovah! yet withdraw thy rod l'nequal is the strife
Of wrath, anı pity thine own world's despair! Between our strength and the Eternal Might! Hear not man only, but all nature plead !
Sam. But ours is with thee; we will bear ye far Raph. Farewell, thou earth! ye wretched sons of To some untroubled star,
clay! Where thou and Anah shall partake our lot: I cannot, must not, aid you. 'Tis decreed ! And if thou dost not weep for thy lost earth,
Exit RAPHAEL. Our forfeit heaven shall also be forgot.
Japh. Some clouds sweep on as vultures for their Anah. Oh! my dear father's lents, my place of prey, birth,
While others, fix'd as rocks, await the word And mountains, land, and woods! when ye are not, At which their wrathful vials shall be pour’d. Who shall dry up my tears?
No azure more shall robe the firmament, 4:a.
Thy spirit-lord. Nor spangled stars be glorious : Death hath risen: fear not; though we are shut from heaven, In the sun's place a pale and ghastly glare Yet much is ours, whence we can not be driven. Hath wound itself around the dying air.(1)
Raph. Rebel! thy words are wicked, as thy deeds Aza. Come, Anah!quit this chaos-founded prison, Shall henceforth be but weak: the flaming sword,
To which the elements again repair, Which chased the first-born out of Paradise,
To turn it into what it was : beneath
The shelter of these wings thou shalt be safe,
With all its elements ! Heed not their din! Raph. The moment cometh 10 approve thy A brighter world than this, where thou shalt breathe strength;
Eternal life, will we explore :
These darken’d clouds are not the only skies.
with Anah and AHOLIBAMAH.(2)
(1) "la bis description of the deluge, which is a varied and Superior and unmoved. Here only, weak recurring master-piece,-(we hear it foretold, and we see it
Against the charins of Beauty's powerful glance.' ceme, - Lord Byron appears to us to have bad an eye to Poussin's The angel rebukes him for yielding to a subjection unworthy the celebrated picture, with the sky hanging like a weight of lead perfection of his nature, and warns him of the debasement and upon the waters, the sun quenched and lurid, the rocks and trees, disgrace in which it might involve bim. This produces a question with fugitives upon them gloomily watching their fate, and a few from the man, wbether sexual love made no part of the happiness igures struggling vainly with the overwhelming waves." Jeffrey of the blest abode ? to whom the angel (with a smile that glowed
2) " The elopement of spirits with children of dust is an inci- celestial rosy red, love's proper hue,") answered-
*Let it suflice thee, that thou know'st thology which school-boys learn from their pantheons, and, when
Us happy; and without love no happiness! eodowed with natural good sense, learn to despise before they
Whatever pure thou in thy body enjoy'st,
And pure thou wert created, we enjoy cease to be boys; and by the romances, which the good sense of
In eminence.' later ages has discarded from their literature, although the superiør sense of this enlightened age seems willing to restore them What Adam says, on another occasion, may be applied to these to favour. Milton is so far from countenancing any thing so unnatural conjunctions:fronstrous and inconceivable as sexual love between spiritual
Among unequals, what society and material creatures, that bis Adam speaks to Raphael of the Can sort, what harmony, and true delight ?' passion to which he was too much enthralled by female charms, even where it was properly and naturally placed, as a weakness In Lord Byron's poem, they are censured by Noah, as improper of which he seems to be hall ashamed
and unlawful; but this does not lessen tbe absurdity of supposing - Here passion first I fella
them possible."-E. Commotion strange! In all enjoyments else,