SCENE THE FIFTH.

RUSPICAN, ARFARAT, LUCIFER, SATAN, and

Beelzebub.

Ruspican. Soon as I heard the name of Ruspican,
With rapid pinions spread, I sought the skies,
To bend before the great Tartarian chief,
And aggravate the woes

Of this new mortal blest with air and light.
Arfarat. Scarce had thy mighty voice
Re-echoed thro' the deep,

When the Tartarian fires:

Flying I left for this serener sky,

Forth from my lips, and heart,

Breathing fierce rancour 'gainst the life of man!

Lucifer. Fly Ruspican with all your force and

fury.

Since now I call thee by the name of Anger,
Find Eve, and tell her that the fair endowment
Of her free will, deserves not she should live
In vassalage to man :

That she alone in value far exceeds

All that the sun in his bright circle warms,
That she from flesh, man from the meaner dust
Arose to life, in the fair garden she
Created pure, he in the baser field!

Ruspican. I joy to change the name of Ruspican

For Anger, dark and deadly:

Hence now by my tremendous aid, destructive,

And deadly be this day!

Behold I go with all my force, and fury;

Behold I now transfuse

My anger all into the breast of woman!
Lucifer. Of Avarice I give

O Arfarat to thee the name and works;
Go, see, contend, and conquer !

Contrive that wandering Eve,

With down-cast eyes, may in the fruitful garden.

Search with solicitude for hidden treasure.

Then stimulate her heart

To wish no other Lord,

Except herself, of Eden and the world.

Arfarat. See me already plum'd

With wings of gems, and gold!

See with an eye of Sapphire

I gaze upon the fair!

Behold to her I speak,

With lips that emulate the ruby's lustre !

Receive now as thy own,

(Thus I accost her) all the worlds' vast wealth;

If she reject my gift,

Then will I tempt her with a show'er of pearls ;

A fashion yet unknown;

Thus will she melt, and thus I hope at last

In chains of gold to drag her to destruction.

Lucifer. Rise Guliar, Dulciato, and Maltia,
To make the band of enemies compleat:
That like a deadly Hydra

Shall dart against this man,

Your seven crests portentous, and terrific !—

SCENE THE SIXTH.

MALTIA, DULCIATO, GULIAR, LUCIFER, SATAN, BEELZEBUB.

Behold! we come with emulation fierce

To your severe command,

In prompt obedience let us rise to heav'n;

Let us with wrath assail

This human enemy of abject clay.

Lucifer. Maltia thou shalt take the name of Sloth,

Sudden invest thyself with drowsy charms,

And mischievous repose;

Now wait on Eve, in slothfulness absorb'd,

Let all this pomp of flowers,

And all these tuneful birds

Be held by her in scorn;

And from her consort flying,

Now let her feel no wishes but for death."

Maltia. What shall I say? shall I to others

mute,

Announce to thee my sanguinary works?

Savage and silent, I

Would be loquacious in my deeds alone.

Lucifer, Thee Dulciato we name Luxury;
Haste thou to Eve, and fill her with desires
To decorate her fragil form with flowers;
To bind her tresses with a golden fillet,
With various vain devices to allure

A new found paramour;

And to her heart suggest,

That to exchange her love may prove delightful. Dulciato. Can Lord so mighty, from his humble slave

Demand no higher task?

The way to purchase honour

Now will I teach all hell,

By the completion of my glorious triumph,

Already Eve beside a chrystal fount

Exults to vanquish the vermillion rose

With cheeks of sweeter bloom,

And to exceed the lily,

By her yet whiter bosom ;

Now beauteous threads of gold

She thinks her tresses floating in the air;
Now amorous, and charming,

Her radiant eyes she reckons suns of love,

Fit to inflame the very coldest heart.

Lucifer. Guliar, be thou call'd Gluttony; now go, Reveal to Eve that the forbidden fruit

Is manna all within,

And that such food in heav'n

Forms the repast of Angels, and of God.
Guliar. Of all the powerful foes
Leagued against man, Guliar is only he,
Who can induce him to oppose his maker:
Hence rapidly I fly

To work the woe of mortals.

Satan. To arms, to arms, to ruin, and to blood,

Yes! now to blood infernal leeches all!

Again, again, proclaiming war to heaven,

And let us put to flight

Every audacious foe

That ventures to disturb our ancient peace!

Beelzebub. Now, now great Chief, with feet

That testify thy triumph,

I see thee crush the sun,

The moon, and all the stars;

For where thy radiance shines

O Lucifer, all other beams are blind!

Lucifer. Away; heav'n shudders at the mighty

ruin