Our race; behold their stature and their | Dost thou here with these children of the beauty,

wicked? Their courage, strength, and length of days - Dreadst thou not to partake their coming Japhet. They are number'd

doom? Aholibamah. Be it so! but while yet Japhet. Father, it cannot be a sin to seek their hours endure,

To save an earth-born being; and behold, I glory in my brethren and our fathers ! These are not of the sinful, since they have Japhet. My sire and race but glory in The fellowship of angels. their God,

Noah. These are they, then, Anah! and thou?

Who leave the throne of God, to take them Anah. Whate'er our God decrees,

wives The God of Seth as Cain, I must obey, From out the race of Cain; the song of And will endeavour patiently to obey:

Heaven, But could I dare to pray in his dread hour Who seek Earth's daughters for their beauty? Of universal vengeance (if such should be), Azaziel. Patriarch! It would not be to live, alone exempt Thou hast said it. Of all my house. My sister! Oh, my sister! Noah. Woe, woe, woe to such communion! What were the world, or other worlds, or all Has not God made a barrier between Earth The brightest future without the sweet past- And Heaven, and limited each, kind to kind? Thy love - my father's—all the life, and all Samiasa. Was not man made in high The things which sprung up with me, like Jehovah's image? the stars,

Did God not love what he had made? And Making my dim existence radiant with

what Soft lights which were not mine ? Aholi- Do we but imitate and emulate bamah!

His love unto created love? Oh! if there should be mercy-seek it, find it: Noah. I am I abhor death, because that thou must die. But man,and was not made to judge mankind, Aholibamah. What! hath this dreamer, Far less the sons of God, but as our God with his father's ark,

Has deign'd to commune with me, and reveal The bugbear he hath built to scare the His judgments, I reply, that the descent world,

Of Seraphs from their everlasting seat Shaken my sister? Are we not the loved Unto a perishable and perishing, Of Seraphs ? and if we were not, must we Even on the very eve of perishing, world, Cling to a son of Noah for our lives? Cannot be good. Rather than thus_But the enthusiast dreams Azaziel. What! though it were to save? The worst of dreams, the fantasies engender'd Noah. Not ye in all your glory can redeem By hopeless love and heated vigils. Who What He who made you glorious hath Shall shake these solid mountains, this firm

condemn'd. earth,

Were your immortal mission safety, 'twould And bid those clouds and waters take a shape Be general, not for two, though beautiful, Distinct from that which we and all our sires And beautiful they are, but not the less Have seen them wear on their eternal way? Condemnd. Who shall do this?

Japhet. Oh father! say it not. Japhet. He,whose one word produced them. Noah. Son! son ! Aholibamah. Who heard that word ? If that thou wouldst avoid their doom, forget

Japhet. The Universe, which leap'd That they exist; they soon shall cease to be, To life before it. Ah! smil'st thou still in While thou shalt be the sire of a new world, scorn ?

And better. Turn to thy Seraphs ; if they attest it not, Japhet. Let me die with this, and then.' They are none.

Noah. Thou shouldst for such a thought, Samiasa. Aholibamah, own thy God!

but shalt not; He Aholibamah. I have ever hail'd Our Who can, redeems thee. Maker, Samiasa,

Samiasa. And why him and thee, As thine, and mine: a God of love, not More than what he, thy son, prefers to both?

Noah. Ask him who made thee greater Japhet. Alas! what else is Love but than myself Sorrow? Even

And mine, but not less subject to his own He who made earth in love, had soon to Almightincss. And lo! his mildest and grieve

Least to be tempted Messenger appears ! Above its first and best inhabitants. Aholibamah. Tis said so,

Enter Raphael the Archangel. Japhet. It is even so.

Raphacl. Spirits!

Whose seat is near the thrope. Enter Noap and Sen.

What do ye here? Noah. Japhet! What

Is thus a Seraph's duty to be shown


Now that the hour is near In their immeasurable forfeiture.
When earth must be alone ?

Our brother Satan fell, his burning will
Return !

Rather than longer worship dared endure ! Adore and burn

But ye who still are pure! In glorious homage with the elected “soven." Seraphs! less mighty than that mightiest one, Your place is Heaven,

Think how he was undone ! Samiasa. Raphael !

And think if tempting man can compensate The first and fairest of the sons of God, For Heaven desired too late ? How long hath this been law,

Long have I warr’d,
That earth by angels must be left untrod?

Long must I war
Earth! which oft saw

With him who deem'd it hard Jehovah's footsteps not disdain her sod! To be created, and to acknowledge him

The world He loved, and made Who 'midst the cherubim For love; and oft have we obey'd Made him as suns to a dependant star, His frequent mission with delighted pinions. Leaving the archangels at his right hand dim.

Adoring Him in his least works display'd; I loved him_beautiful he was: oh Heaven! Watching this youngest star of His domi- Save His who made, what beauty and what nions:

And as the latest birth of Hisgreat word, Was ever like to Satan's! Would the hour
Eager to keep it worthy of our Lord. In which he fell could ever be forgiven!
Why is thy brow severe?

The wish is impious: but oh ye!
And wherefore speakst thou of destruction Yet undestroy'd, be warnd ! Eternity

With him, or with his God, is in your Raphael. Had Samiasa and Azaziel been

choice: In their true place, with the angelic He hath not tempted you, he cannot tempt choir,

The angels, from his further snares exempt;
Written in fire

But man bath Jistend to his voice,
They would have seen

And ye to woman's-beautiful she is, Jehovah's late decree, The serpent's voice less subtle than her kiss; And not inquired their Maker's breath of me: The snake but vanquish'd dust; but she But ignorance must ever be

will draw A part of sin;

A second host from Heaven, to break HeaAnd even the spiriis' knowledge shall grow

ven's law. less

Yet, yet, oh fly!
As they wax proud within;

Ye cannot die,
For Blindness is the first-born of Excess.
When all good angels left the world, ye

Shall pass away,

While ye shall fill with shrieks the upper sky Stang with strange passions, and debased For perishable clay,

By mortal feelings for a mortal maid ;, Whose memory in your immortality But ye are pardon'd thus far, and replaced Shall long outlast the sun which gave With your pure equals: Hence! away! away!

them day.

Think how your essence differeth from theirs And lose eternity by that delay! In all but suffering! Why partake Azaziel. And Thou! if earth be thus The agony to which they must be heirsforbidden

Born to be ploagh'd with years, and sown In the decree

with cares, To us until this moment hidden, And reap'd by Death, lord of the human soil? Dost thou not err as we

Even had their days been left to toil their path In being here?

Through time to dust, unshorten'd by God's Raphael. I came to call ye back to your

wrath, lit sphere,

Still they are Evil's prey and Sorrow's spoil. In the great name and at the word of God! Aholibamah. Let them fly! Dear, dearest in themselves, and scarce less I hear the voice which says that all must die, dear

Sooner than our white-bearded Patriarchs "That which I came to do: till now we trod died; Together the eternal space, together

And that on high Let us still walk the stars. True, Earth

An ocean is prepared, must die!

While from below Her race, return'd into her womb, must The deep shall rise to meet Heaven's wither,

overflow. And much which she inherits; but oh! why

Few shall be spared, Cannot this earth be made, or be destroy'd, It seems; and, of that few, the race of Caio Without involving ever some vast void Must lift their eyes to Adam's God in vain. la the immortal ranks? immortal still

Sister! since it is so,

But they

Or stay,

And the eternal Lord

Father, and thou, archangel, thou ! In vain would be implored

Surely celestial Mercy lurks below For the remission of one hour of woe, That pure severe serenity of brow :

Let us resign even what we have adored, Let them not meet this sea without a shore, And meet the wave, as we would meet the Save in our ark, or let me be no more! sword,

Noah. Peace, child of passion, peace! If not unmoved, yet undismay'd, If not within thy heart, yet with thy tongue And wailing less for us than those who shall Do God no wrong! Survive in mortal or immortal thrall, Live as he wills it-die, when he ordains,

And, when the fatal waters are allay'd, A righteous death, unlike the seed of Cain's. Weep før the myriads who can weep no more. Cease, or be sorrowful in silence; cease Fly, Seraphs! to your own eternal shore, To weary Heaven's ear with thy selfish plaint. Where winds nor howl nor watery roar. Wouldst thou have God commit a sia Our portion is to die,

for thee? And yours to live for ever;

Such would it be But which is best, a dead eternity,

To alter his intent Or living, is but known to the great Giver: For a mere mortal sorrow. Be a man!

Obey him, as we shall obey; And bear what Adam's race must bear, I would not keep this life of mine inclay

and can. An hour beyond His will; Japhet. Ay,father! but when they are gone, Nor see ye lose a portion of His grace, And we are all alone, For all the mercy which Seth's race Floating upon the azure desert, and Find still.

The depth beneath us hides our own dear Fly!

land, And as your pinions bear ye back to Heaven, And dearer, silent friends and brethren, all Think that my love still inounts with thee Buried in its immeasurable breast, on high,

Who, who, our tears, our shrieks, shall Samiasa !

then command ? And if I look up with a tearless eye,

Can we in desolation's peace have resti 'T'is that an angel's bride disdains to weep. Oh God! be thou a God, and spare Farewell! Now rise, inexorable Deep!

Yet while 'tis time!
Anah. And must we die ?

Renew not Adam's fall:
And must I lose thee too,

Mankind were then but twain,

But they are numerous now as are the water
Oh, my heart!


And the tremendous rain,
Thy prophecies were true, Whose drops shall be less thick than would

And yet thou wert so happy too ! The blow, though not unlook'd for, falls Were graves permitted to the seed of as new;

But yet depart!

Noah. Silence, vain boy! each word of
Ah, why?

thine's a crime! Yet let me not retain thee-fly! Angel! forgive this stripling's fond despair. My pangs can be but brief; but thine

Raphael. Seraphs! these mortals speak would be

in passion : Ye, Eternal, if repulsed from Heaven for me. Who are, or should be, passionless and pure,

Too much already hast thou deign'a May now return with me.
To one of Adam's race!

Samiasa. It may not be:
Our doom is sorrow; not to us alone, We have chosen, and will endure
But to the spirits who have not disdain'd Raphael. Sayst thon?
To love us, cometh anguish with disgrace. Azaziel. He hath said it, and I say, Amen!
The first who taught us knowledge hath Raphael. Again!
heen hurl'd

Then from this hour,
From his once archangelic throne Shorn as ye are of all celestial power,
Into some unknown world:

And aliens from your God,
And thou, Azaziel! No-

Thou shalt not suffer woe

Japhet. Alas! where shall they dwell! For me. Away! nor weep!

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 There's not a breath of wind upon the hill, forget

Yet quivers every leaf, and drops cach Her, whom the surges of the all-strangling blossom: Deep

Earth groans as if beneath a heavy load. Can bring no pang like this. Fly! Ny! Noah. Hark! hark! the sea-birds cry! Being gonc, 'twill be less difficult to dic. In clouds they overspread the lurid sky Japhet. Oh say not so!

And hover round the mountain, where before

their graves,


Never a white wing, wetted by the wave, Fear not, though we are shut from Heaven, Yet dared to soar,

Yet much is ours, whence we can notbedriven. Even when the waters wax'd too fierce Raphael. Rebel! thy words are wicked, to brave.

as thy deeds Soon it shall be their only shore,

Shall henceforth be but weak: the flaming And then, no more!

sword, Japhet. The sun! the sun!

Which chased the first-born out of Paradise, He riseth, but his better light is gone;

Still flashes in the angelic hands. And a black circle, bound

Azaziel. It cannot slay us: threaten dust His glaring disk around,

with death, Proclaims earth's last of summer-days hath And talk of weapons unto that which bleeds! shone!

What are thy swords in our immortal eyes? The clouds return into the hues of night, Raphael. The moment cometh to approve Save where their brazen-colour'd edges

thy strength; streak

And learn at length
The verge where brighter morns were How vain to war with what thy God
wont to break.

Noah. And lo! yon flash of light, Thy former force was in thy faith.
The distant thunder's harbinger, appears !
It cometh! hence, away,

Enter Mortals, flying for refuge. Leave to the elements their evil prey!

Chorus of Mortals. . Hence to where our all-hallow'd ark uprears The heavens and earth are mingling-God! Its safe and wreckless sides.

oh God! Japhet. On, father, stay!

What have we done? Yet spare! Leave not my Anah to the swallowing tides! Hark! even the forest-beasts howl forth Noah. Must we not leave all life to such?

their prayer! Begone!

The dragon crawls from out his den, Japhet. Not I.

To herd in terror innocent with men; Noah. Then die

And the birds scream their agony through air. With them!

Yet, yet, Jehovah! yet withdraw thy rod How dar’st thou look on that prophetic sky, of wrath, and pity thine own world's despair! And seek to save what all things now Hear not Man only but all Nature plead ! condemn,

Raphael. Farewell, thou earth! ye In overwhelming unison

wretched sons of clay, With just Jehovah's wrath? I cannot, must not aid you. 'Tis decreed ! Japhet. Can rage and justice join in the

[Exit Raphael. same path?

Japhet. Some clouds sweep on, as vulNoah. Blasphemer! dar'st thou murmur

tures for their prey, even now?

While others, fix'd as rocks, await the word Raphael. Patriarch, be still a father! At which their wrathful vials shall be pour’d. smoothe thy brow:

No azure more shall robe the firmament, Thy son, despite his folly, shall not sink; Nor spangled stars be glorions : Death hath He knows not what he says, yet shall not drink

risen: With sobs the salt foam of the swelling In the Sun's place a pale and ghastly glare waters;

Hath wound itself around the dying air. Bat be, when Passion passeth, good as thou, Azaziel. Come, Anah! quit this chaosNor perish like Heaven's children with

founded prison, Man's daughters.

To which the elements again repair, Aholibamah. The Tempest cometh; Hea- To turn it into what it was: beneath ven and Earth unite

The shelter of these wings thou shalt be safe, For the annihilation of all life. As was the eagle's nestling once within Unequal is the strife

Its mother's.- Let the coming chaos chafo our strength and the Eternal Might! With all its elements! Heed not their din! Samiasa. But ours is with thee: we will A brighter world than this, where thou bear ye far

shalt breathe To some untroubled star,

Ethereal life, will we explore : Where thou and Anah shall partake our lot: These darken’d clouds are not the only skies.

And if thou dost not weep for thy lost earth, [Azaziel and Samiasa fly off, and disOur forfeit Heaven shall also be forgot.

appear with Anah and Aholibamah. Anak. Oh! my dear father's tents, my Japhet. They are gone! They have displace of birth!

appear'd amidst the roar And mountains, land, and woods, when ye of the forsaken world; and never more, are not,

Whether they live,or die with all earth's life, Who shall dry up my tears ?

Now near its last, can aught restore
Açaziel. Thy Spirit-lord.

Anah unto these eyes.

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Chorus of Mortals.

Then to Jehovah raise
Oh son of Noah! mercy on thy kind! Thy song of praise !
What, wilt thou leave us all-all-all A Mortal. Blessed are the dead
behind ?

Who die in the Lord! While safe amidst the elemental strife, And though the waters be o'er earth outThou sit'st within thy guarded ark ?

spread, A Mortal (offering her infant to Japhet). Yet, as His word, Oh let this child embark!

Be the decree adored!
I brought him forth in woe,

He gave me life, He taketh but
But thought it joy

The breath which is His own :
To see him to my bosom clinging so. And though these eyes should be forever shut,
Why was he born ?

Nor longer this weak voice before His What hath he done

throne My unwean'd son

Be heard in supplicating tone, To move Jehovah's wrath or scorn?

Still blessed be the Lord, What is there in this milk of mine, that Death

For what is past,
Should stir allHeaven andEarth up to destroy

For that which is:
My boy,

For all are His,
And roll the waters o'er his placid breath?

From first to lastSave him, thou seed of Seth!

Time-space-eternity-life-deathOr cursed be-with Him who made

The vast known and immeasurable unThee and thy race,for which we are betray'd !

known. Japhet. Peace! 'tis no hour for curses, He made, and can unmake ; but for prayer!

And shall I, for a little gasp of breath,

Blaspheme and groan ?
Chorus of Mortals.

No; let me die, as I bave lived, in faith,
For prayer!!!

Nor quiver, though the universe may quake!
And where

Chorus of Mortals.
Shall prayer ascend,

Where shall we fly?
When the swoln clouds unto the mountains

Not to the mountains high; bend

For now their torrents rush with double roar, And burst,

To meet the ocean, which, advancing still, And gushing oceans every barrier rend,

Already grasps each drowning hill,
Until the very deserts know no thirst ?

Nor leaves an unsearch'd cave.
Be He, who made thee and thy sire!

Enter a Woman.
We deem our curges vain; we must expire; Woman. Oh, save me, save!
But, as we know the worst,

Our valley is no more: Why should our hymn be raised, our knees My father and my father's tent, be bent

My brethren and my brethren's herds, Before the implacable Omnipotent, The pleasant trees that o'er our noonday bent Since we must fall the same ?

And sent forth evening-songs from sweetest If He hath made earth, let it be His shame, birds, To make a world for torture:-Lo! they The little rivulet which freshen'd all come,

Our pastures green, The loathsome waters in their rage!

No more are to be seen. And with their roar make wholesome Nature When to the mountain-cliff I climb'd this dumb!

morn, The forest's trees (coeval with the hour I turn'd to bless the spot, When Paradise upsprung,

And not a leaf appeard about to fall;Ere Eve gave Adam knowledge for her And now they are not!dower,

Why was I born?
Or Adam his first hymn of slavery song), Japhet. To die! in youth to die;

So massy, vast, yet green in their old age, And happier in that doom,
Are overtopp’d,

Than to behold the universal tomb
Their summer-blossomsby the surges lopp’d, Which I
Which rise, and rise, and rise.

Am thus condemn'd to weep above in vain: Vainly we look np to the lowering skics— Why, when all perish, why must I remain! They meet the seas,

[The Waters rise: Men jy in erery direcAnd shut out God from our besceching eyes.

tion; many are overtaken by the waves; Fly, son of Noah, lly, and take thine ease the Chorus of Mortals disperses in scarck In thine allotted Ocean-tent;

of safety up the Mountains; JAPHET TEAnd view, all Noating o'er the Element, mains upon a rock, while the Ark fools The corpscs of the world of thy young days : towards kim in the distance.

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