Where lonely dost thou leave me? If thou canst render man to angels hateful. Springs from a source so high, That it will find no end. Most miserable Adam! if thou fallest, Ah who will raise thee up? If those eternal hands That should uphold the heav'n, the world, and man, Clos'd for thy good, are open for thy ill, How much should'st thou express! but tears, and grief Fetter the tongue, and overwhelm the heart! Eve. Adam, my Adam, I will call thee mine, Unhappy Eve acknowledges her error, She weeps, and she laments it, She sees thee in great anguish : O could her tears wash out the grievous stain Adam! alas thou answer'st not, and I Thy hands united in the folds of pain! Wilt thou reply to me? do I deserve it? I merit only woe by being woman; Eve has discover'd anguish, Labour, and lassitude, Distraction, and affright, Eve! Eve has minister'd to death, and hell! My anguish, my perdition, and my death! Now, now extend thy hands, receive these streams If anguish, view it! if my blood, tis thine! If thou hast render'd me of life unworthy! The ARCHANGEL MICHAEL, ADAM, and EVE. Michael. Why this delay? come on, be quick, depart Corrupted branches from this fair, and beauteous Terrestrial paradise; are ye so bold Ye putrid worms? come on, be quick, depart, By the fierce blow of this severe avenger ! I feel my sad existence, E'en at the menace from this scourge of fire! Michael. These stony plains now must thy naked foot Press in the stead of sweet and beauteous flow'rs Forbids thy dwelling in this pleasant garden. Who 'gainst their God rebel, and hence I bear Advancing to the north Struck down great Lucifer, the haughty leader They plung'd precipitate, and all subdued ; Man, rebel to his God, with this my sword Of everblazing fire, Drive him for ever from this seat of bliss! As it has been your lot, Like mine, on earth here to rejoice with man, Man once a demi god, and now but dust, Falchions that blaze with fire, As guardians of these once delightful gates SCENE THE NINTH. Chorus of ANGELS that sing, ARCh Angel, Adam, and EvE. Adieu remain in peace! O thou that liv'st in war! Alas how much it grieves us, Great sinner, to behold thee now but dust↓ Weep! weep! indulge thy sighs, And view thy lost possession now behind thee, Weep! weep! for all thy sorrow Thou yet may'st see exchang'd for songs of joy : This promise to the sinner heav'n affords END OF THE THIRD ACT. ACT THE FOURTH. SCENE THE FIRST. VOLAN, Chorus of FIERY, AIRY, EARTHLY, and AQUATIC SPIRITS. Volan. Forth from a thousand clouds of flame and smoke, From the deep bosom of the spacious earth I to these scenes a messenger return : Now to the fatal sound Of these entwisted pipes, By hissing snakes united, And all attun'd to the fierce notes of death, Now cease, now cease ye all Ye potent spirits to reside in fire, Or in the air, in water, or in earth! Appear why pause ye? such is the command |