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Mine hath enabled me to bear her scorn;

It may be, time too will avenge it.


Find joy in such a thought?


Canst thou

Nor joy, nor sorrow.

I loved her well; I would have loved her better, Had love been met with love : as 'tis, I leave her To brighter destinies, if so she deems them.


What destinies ?


I have some cause to think

She loves another.




No; her sister.


What other?


That I know not; but her air,

If not her words, tells me she loves another.


Ay, but not Anah: she but loves her God.


Whate'er she loveth, so she loves thee not,
What can it profit thee?


True, nothing; but

I love.


And so did I.


And now thou lov'st not,

Or think'st thou lov'st not, art thou happier?

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I take thy taunt as part of thy distemper,
And would not feel as thou dost, for more shekels
Than all our father's herds would bring if weigh'd
Against the metal of the sons of Cain-

The yellow dust they try to barter with us,
As if such useless and discolour'd trash,

The refuse of the earth, could be received

For milk, and wool, and flesh, and fruits, and all
Our flocks and wilderness afford.-Go, Japhet,
Sigh to the stars as wolves howl to the moon-
I must back to my rest.


And so would I

If I could rest.


Thou wilt not to our tents then?


No, Irad; I will to the cavern: whose

Mouth they say opens from the internal world

To let the inner spirits of the earth

Forth when they walk its surface.


What wouldst thou there?


Wherefore so?

Soothe further my

With gloom as sad: it is a hopeless spot,

And I am hopeless.


But 'tis dangerous;

sad spirit

Strange sounds and sights have peopled it with terrors.

I must go with thee.


Irad, no; believe me

I feel no evil thought, and fear no evil.


But evil things will be thy foe the more
As not being of them: turn thy steps aside
Or let mine be with thine.

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Peace! I have sought it where it should be found,
In love with love too, which perhaps deserved it;
And, in its stead, a heaviness of heart-

A weakness of the spirit-listless days,
And nights inexorable to sweet sleep-

Have come upon me. Peace! what peace? the calm
Of desolation, and the stillness of

The untrodden forest, only broken by


The sweeping tempest through its groaning boughs; Such is the sullen or the fitful state


my mind overworn. The earth's grown wicked,
And many signs and portents have proclaim'd
A change at hand, and an o'erwhelming doom
To perishable beings. Oh, my Anah!

When the dread hour denounced shall open wide
The fountains of the deep, how mightest thou
Have lain within this bosom, folded from
The elements; this bosom, which in vain

Hath beat for thee, and then will beat more vainly,
While thine--Oh, God! at least remit to her
Thy wrath! for she is pure amidst the failing
As a star in the clouds, which cannot quench,
Although they obscure it for an hour. My Anah!
How would I have adored thee, but thou wouldst not;
And still would I redeem thee-see thee live
When Ocean is Earth's grave, and, unopposed
By rock or shallow, the leviathan,

Lord of the shoreless sea and watery world,
Shall wonder at his boundlessness of realm,

(Enter NOAH and SHEM.)

(Exit JAPHET.)


Where is thy brother Japhet?


He went forth,

According to his wont, to meet with Irad,

He said; but, as I fear, to bend his steps

Towards Anah's tents, round which he hovers nightly

Like a dove round and round its pillaged nest;

Or else he walks the wild up to the cavern

Which opens to the heart of Ararat.


What doth he there? It is an evil spot
Upon an earth all evil; for things worse
Than even wicked men resort there : he
Still loves this daughter of a fated race,
Although he could not weed her if she loved him,
And that she doth not. Oh, the unhappy hearts
Of men! that one of my blood, knowing well
The destiny and evil of these days,

And that the hour approacheth, should indulge
In such forbidden yearnings! Lead the way;
He must be sought for!

I will seek Japhet.


Go not forward, father:


Do not fear for me:

All evil things are powerless on the man
Selected by Jehovah— let us on,


To the tents of the father of the sisters?

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The mountains.-A cavern, and the rocks of Caucasus.

JAPHET (solus).

Ye wilds, that look eternal; and thou cave,
Which seem'st unfathomable; and ye mountains,
So varied and so terrible in beauty;

Here, in your rugged majesty of rocks

And toppling trees that twine their roots with stone

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