CAIN. But time has past, and hitherto Even Adam and my mother both are fair : I'm sorry for it; but Cannot conceive my love for her the less. And when her beauty disappears, methinks He who creates all beauty will lose more Than me in seeing perish such a work. LUCIFER. Thy father loves him well-so does thy God. And so do I. CAIN. LUCIFER. 'Tis well and meekly done. CAIN. Meekly! LUCIFER. He is the second born of flesh, And is his mother's favourite. CAIN. Let him keep Her favour, since the serpent was the first To win it. LUCIFER. And his father's? CAIN. What is that To me? should I not love that which all love? LUCIFER. And the Jehovah-the indulgent Lord, And bounteous planter of barr'd Paradise— CAIN. I Ne'er saw him, and I know not if he smiles. LUCIFER. But you have seen his angels. CAIN. Rarely. LUCIFER. But Sufficiently to see they love your brother; CAIN. So be they! wherefore speak to me of this? LUCIFER. Because thou hast thought of this ere now. CAIN. And if I have thought, why recal a thought that pauses, as agitated)—Spirit! Here we are in thy world; speak not of mine. -(he Thou hast shown me wonders; thou hast shown me those Mighty Pre-Adamites who walk'd the earth Of which ours is the wreck; thou hast pointed out Myriads of starry worlds, of which our own Is the dim and remote companion, in Which my sire brought us-Death; thou hast shown me much But not all show me where Jehovah dwells, Where is it? LUCIFER. Here, and o'er all space. CAIN. But ye Have some allotted dwelling-as all things; Clay has its earth, and other worlds their tenants; All temporary breathing creatures their Peculiar element; and things which have Long ceased to breathe our breath, have theirs, thou say'st; And the Jehovah and thyself have thine Ye do not dwell together? LUCIFER. No, we reign Together, but our dwellings are asunder. CAIN. Would there were only one of ye! perchance Your essence, and your nature, and your glory? LUCIFER. Art thou not Abel's brother? CAIN. We are brethren, And so we shall remain; but were it not so, Is spirit like to flesh? can it fall out? Infinity with Immortality? Jarring and turning space to misery— |