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As far as touches torturing the living.

To burst, if aught of venom touches it.
You bore this goblet, and it is not broken.
Lor. Well, sir!
Doge.

Then it is false, or you are true.
For my own part, I credit neither; 't is

An idle legend.

Mar.

You talk wildly, and

Had better now be seated, nor as yet

Depart. Ah! now you look as look'd my husband! Bar. He sinks!-support him!-quick-a chairsupport him!

I thought the dead had been beyond even you,
Though (some, no doubt) consign'd to powers which
Resemble that you exercise on earth.
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Leave him to me; you would have done so for
His dregs of life, which you have kindly shorten'd:
It is my last of duties, and may prove
A dreary comfort in my desolation.
Grief is fantastical, and loves the dead,
And the apparel of the grave.
Chief of the Ten.
Do you

Doge. The bell tolls on !-let 's hence-my brain's Pretend still to this office?
on fire!

Bar. I do beseech you, lean upon us!
Doge.

No!

A sovereign should die standing. My poor boy!-
Off with your arms!-That bell!

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The misery to die a subject where

He reign'd: then let his funeral rites be princely.
Chief of the Ten. We are agreed, then?
All, except Lor., answer,

Yes.

Chief of the Ten. Heaven's peace be with him!
Mar. Signors, your pardon: this is mockery.
Juggle no more with that poor remnant, which,
A moment since, while yet it had a soul,

(A soul by whom you have increased your empire,
Aud made your power as proud as was his glory,)
You banish'd from his palace, and tore down
From his high place, with such relentless coldness;
And now, when he can neither know these honours,
Nor would accept them if he could, you, signors,
Purpose, with idle and superfluous pomp,
To make a pageant over what you trampled.
A princely funeral will be your reproach,
And not his honour.

Chief of the Ten. Lady, we revoke not
Our purposes so readily.

Mar.

I know it,

Mar.
I do, signor.
Though his possessions have been all consumed
In the state's service, I have still my dowry,
Which shall be consecrated to his rites,
And those of--

We

[She stops with agitation.
Chief of the Ten. Best retain it for your children.
Mar. Ay, they are fatherless, I thank you.
Chief of the Ten.
Cannot comply with your request. His relics
Shall be exposed with wonted pomp, and follow'd
Unto their home by the new Doge, not clad
As Doge, but simply as a senator.

Mar. I have heard of murderers, who have in-
terr'd

Their victims; but ne'er heard, until this hour,
Of so much splendour in hypocrisy

O'er those they slew. I've heard of widows' tears--
Alas! I have shed some-always thanks to you!
I've heard of heirs in sables-you have left none
To the deceased, so you would act the part
Of such. Well, sirs, your will be done! as one day,
I trust, Heaven's will be done too!
Chief of the Ten.

Know you, lady,

To whom ye speak, and perils of such speech?
Mar. I know the former better than yourselves;
The latter-like yourselves; and can face both.
Wish you more funerals?

Bar.
Heed not her rash words;
Her circumstances must excuse her bearing.
Chief of the Ten. We will not note them down.
Bar. (turning to Lor., who is writing upon his ta-
blets).
What art thou writing,

With such an earnest brow, upon thy tablets?
Lor. (pointing to the Doge's body). That he has
paid me!
Chief of the Ten.

What debt did he owe you? Lor. A long and just one; Nature's debt and mine. [Curtain falls.

CAIN:

A MYSTERY.

Now the Serpent was more subtil than any beast of the field which the LORD God had made.-Gen. iii. 1.

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THE following scenes are entitled "A Mystery," in conformity with the ancient title annexed to dramas upon similar subjects, which were styled "Mysteries, or Moralities." The author has by no means taken the same liberties with his subject which were common formerly, as may be seen by any reader curious enough to refer to those very profane productions, whether in English, French, Italian, or Spanish. The author has endeavoured to preserve the language adapted to his characters; and where it is (and this is but rarely) taken from actual Scripture, he has made as little alteration, even of words, as the rhythm would permit. The reader will recollect that the book of Genesis does not state that Eve was tempted by a demon, but by "the Serpent;" and that only because he was "the most subtil of all the beasts of the field." Whatever interpretation the Rabbins and the Fathers may have put upon this, I take the words as I find them, and reply, with Bishop Watson upon similar occasions, when the Fathers were quoted to him, as Moderator in the schools of Cambridge," Behold the Book!"-holding up the Scripture. It is to be recollected, that my present subject has nothing to do with the New Testament, to which no reference can be here made without anachronism. With the poems upon similar topics I have not been recently familiar. Since I was twenty I have never read Milton; but I had read him so frequently before, that this may make little difference. Gesner's "Death of Abel" I have never read since I was eight years of age, at Aberdeen. The general impression of my recollection is delight; but of the contents I remember only that Cain's wife was called Mahala, and Abel's Thirza; in the following pages I have called them "Adah" and "Zillah," the earliest female names which occur in Genesis; they were those of Lamech's wives: those of Cain and Abel are not called by their names. Whether, then, a coincidence of subject may have caused the same in exn, I know nothing, and care as little.

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The reader will please to bear in mind (what few choose to recollect), that there is no allusion to a future state in any of the books of Moses, nor indeed in the Old Testament. For a reason for this extraordinary omission he may consult Warburton's "Divine Legation; " whether satisfactory or not, no better has yet been assigned. I have therefore supposed it new to Cain, without, I hope, any perversion of Holy Writ.

With regard to the language of Lucifer, it was difficult for me to make him talk like a clergyman upon the same subjects; but I have done what I could to restrain him within the bounds of spiritual politeness. If he disclaims having tempted Eve in the shape of the Serpent, it is only because the book of Genesis has not the most distant alla sion to anything of the kind, but merely to the Serpent in his serpentine capacity.

Note. The reader will perceive that the author has partly adopted in this poem the notion of Cuvier, that the world had been destroyed several times before the creation of man. This speculation, derived from the different strata and the bones of enormous and unknown animals found in them, is not contrary to the Mosaic account, but rather confirms it; as no human bones have yet been discovered in those strata, although those of many known animals are found near the remains of the unknown. The assertion of Lucifer, that the pre-Adamite world was also peopled by rational beings much more intelligent than man, and proportionably powerful to the mammoth, &c., &c., is, of course, a poetical fiction to help him to make out his case.

I ought to add, that there is a "tramclogedia" of Alfieri, called "Abele." I have never read that, nor any other of the posthumous works of the writer, except his Life.

RAVENNA, Sept. 20, 1821.

DRAMATIS PERSONÆ.

ΜΕΝ.

ADAM.

CAIN.

ABEL.

SPIRITS.

ANGEL OF THE LORD.

LUCIFER.

WOMEN.

EVE.

ADAH.

ZILLAH.

ACT I.

SCENE I-The Land without Paradise.-Time,

Sunrise.

ADAM, EVE, CAIN, ABEL, ADAH, ZILLAH, offering a Sacrifice.

Adam. GOD, the Eternal! Infinite! All-wise!
Who out of darkness on the deep didst make
Light on the waters with a word-all hail!
Jehovah, with returning light, all hail!

Eve. God! who didst name the day, and separate
Morning from night, till then divided never-
Who didst divide the wave from wave, and call
Part of thy work the firmament-all hail!

Adam.

To pray.

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The snake spoke truth; it was the tree of knowledge;
It was the tree of life: knowledge is good,
And life is good; and how can both be evil?

Eve. My boy! thou speakest as I spoke, in sin,
Before thy birth: let me not see renew'd
My misery in thine. I have repented.
Let me not see my offspring fall into
The snares beyond the walls of Paradise,
Which e'en in Paradise destroy'd his parents.
Content thee with what is. Had we been so,
Thou now hadst been contented.-Oh, my son!
Adam. Our orisons completed, let us hence,
Each to his task of toil-not heavy, though
Needful: the earth is young, and yields us kindly
Her fruits with little labour.

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[Exeunt ADAM and EVE. Wilt thou not, my brother? Abel. Why wilt thou wear this gloom upon thy brow,

Which can avail thee nothing, save to rouse
The Eternal anger?

Adah.
My beloved Cain,
Wilt thou frown even on me?
Cain.

No, Adah! no;

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Abel. God! who didst call the elements into Earth, ocean, air, and fire, and with the day And night, and worlds which these illuminate, Or shadow, madest beings to enjoy them, And love both them and thee-all hail! all hail! Adah. God, the Eternal! Parent of all things! Who didst create these best and beauteous beings, To be beloved, more than all, save theeLet me love thee and them :-All hail! all hail! Zillah. Oh, God! who loving, making, blessing Yet didst permit the serpent to creep in, And drive my father forth from Paradise, Keep us from further evil :--Hail! all hail! Adam. Son Cain, my first-born, wherefore art Cain. Why should I speak ? [thou silent? Have ye not pray'd? My father could not keep his place in Eden. Adam. We have, most fervently. What had I done in this ?-I was unborn: Cain. And loudly: II sought not to be born; nor love the state Have heard you. To which that birth has brought me. Why did he Yield to the serpent and the woman? or, Yielding, why suffer? What was there in this? The tree was planted, and why not for him? If not, why place him near it, where it grew, The fairest in the centre? They have but One answer to all questions," "T was his will, And he is good." How know I that? Because He is all-powerful, must all-good, too, follow? I judge but by the fruits-and they are bitterWhich I must feed on for a fault not mine. Whom have we here?-A shape like to the angels, Yet of a sterner and a sadder aspect

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Before the gates round which I linger oft,
In twilight's hour, to catch a glimpse of those
Gardens which are my just inheritance,
Ere the night closes o'er the inhibited walls
And the immortal trees which overtop
The cherubim-defended battlements?

If I shrink not from these, the fire-arm'd angels,
Why should I quail from him who now approaches?
Yet he seems mightier far than them, nor less
Beauteous, and yet not all as beautiful

As he hath been, and might be sorrow seems
Half of his immortality. And is it

So? and can aught grieve save humanity?
He cometh.

Lucifer.

Cain.

Enter LUCIFER.
Mortal!

Spirit, who art thou?

Lucifer. Master of Spirits.
Cain.

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Cain.

And what is that?
Lucifer. Souls who dare use their immortality-
Souls who dare look the Omnipotent tyrant in
His everlasting face, and tell him that
His evil is not good! If he has made,

As he saith-which I know not, nor believe-
But, if he made us-he cannot unmake:
We are immortal!-nay, he 'd have us so,
That he may torture:-let him! He is great-
I know the thoughts | But, in his greatness, is no happier than

And being so, canst thou
Leave them, and walk with dust?
Lucifer.

Of dust, and feel for it, and with you.
Cain.

You know my thoughts?

How!

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But live to die; and, living, see no thing
To make death hateful, save an innate clinging,
A loathsome, and yet all invincible
Instinct of life, which I abhor, as I
Despise myself, yet cannot overcome-
And so I live. Would I had never lived!

Lucifer. Thou livest, and must live for ever:
think not

The earth, which is thine outward cov'ring, is
Existence-it will cease, and thou wilt be
No less than thou art now.
Cain.

No more?

No less! and why

Lucifer. It may be thou shalt be as we.
Cain. And ye?

We in our conflict: Goodness would not make
Evil; and what else hath he made? But let him
Sit on his vast and solitary throne,
Creating worlds, to make eternity

Less burthensome to his immense existence
And unparticipated solitude;

Let him crowd orb on orb: he is alone
Indefinite, indissoluble tyrant;

Could he but crush himself, 't were the best boon
He ever granted: but let him reign on,
And multiply himself in misery!

Spirits and Men, at least we sympathise
And, suffering in concert, make our pangs
Innumerable more endurable,

By the unbounded sympathy of all
With all! But He! so wretched in his height,
So restless in his wretchedness, must still
Create, and re-create-

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Cain. Thou speak'st to me of things which 1.ng
In visions through my thought: I never could
Reconcile what I saw with what I heard.
My father and my mother talk to me
Of serpents, and of fruits and trees: I see
The gates of what they call their Paradise
Guarded by fiery-sworded cherubim,

Which shut them out and me: I feel the weight
Of daily toil, and constant thought: I look
Around a world where I seem nothing, with
Thoughts which arise within me, as if they
Are ye happy? Could master all things-but I thought alone
This misery was mine. My father is

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Tamed down; my mother has forgot the mind
Which made her thirst for knowledge at the risk
Of an eternal curse; my brother is

A watching shepherd boy, who offers up
The firstlings of the flock to him who bids
The earth yield nothing to us without sweat;
My sister Zillah sings an earlier hymn
Than the birds' matins; and my Adah, my
Own and beloved, she, too, understands not
The mind which overwhelms me: never till
Now met I aught to sympathise with me.
'Tis well-I rather would consort with spirits.

Lucifer. And hadst thou not been fit by thre

own soul

For such companionship, I would not now
Have stood before thee as I am: a serpent
Had been enough to charm ye, as bef.re.
Cain. Ah! didst thou tempt my mother?
Lucifer.

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Save with the truth: was not the tree the tree
Of knowledge? and was not the tree of Life
Still fruitful? Did I bid her pluck them not
Did I plant things prohibited within

The reach of beings innocent, and curices

By their own innocence? I would have made re
Gods; and even He who thrust ye forth so time
Because "ye should not eat the fruits of life.
And become gods as we." Were those bis winds -
Cain. They were, as I have heard from tho
In thunder.
The beart them.

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