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and thou, archangel, thou! Surely celestial mercy lurks below 680 That pure severe serenity of brow: Let them not meet this sea without a shore, Save in our ark, or let me be no more! _Noah_. Peace, child of passion, peace! If not within thy heart, yet with thy tongue Do God no wrong! Live as he wills it--die, when he ordains, A righteous death, unlike the seed of Cain's. Cease, or be sorrowful in silence; cease To weary Heaven's ear with thy selfish plaint. 690 Wouldst thou have God commit a sin for thee? Such would it be To alter his intent For a mere mortal sorrow. Be a man! And bear what Adam's race must bear, and can. _Japh._ Aye, father! but when they are gone, And we are all alone, Floating upon the azure desert, and The depth beneath us hides our own dear land, And dearer, silent friends and brethren, all 700 Buried in its immeasurable breast, Who, who, our tears, our shrieks, shall then command? Can we in Desolation's peace have rest? Oh God! be thou a God, and spare Yet while 'tis time! Renew not Adam's fall: Mankind were then but twain, But they are numerous now as are the waves And the tremendous rain, Whose drops shall be less thick than would their graves, 710 Were graves permitted to the seed of Cain. _Noah_. Silence, vain boy! each word of thine's a crime. Angel! forgive this stripling's fond despair. _Raph._ Seraphs! these mortals speak in passion: Ye! Who are, or should be, passionless and pure, May now return with me. _Sam._ It may not be: We have chosen, and will endure. _Raph._ Say'st thou? _Aza._ He hath said it, and I say, Amen! _Raph._ Again! Then from this hour, 720 Shorn as ye are of all celestial power, And aliens from your God, Farewell! _Japh._ Alas! where shall they dwell? Hark, hark! Deep sounds, and deeper still, Are howling from the mountain's bosom: There's not a breath of wind upon the hill, Yet quivers every
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