The Works of Lord Byron. Vol. 5: PoetryByron, George Gordon Byron, Baron
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The Works of Lord Byron. Vol. 5: Poetry
Byron, George Gordon Byron, Baron
English drama; English poetry
_Lucifer_. The million millions--
The myriad myriads--the all-peopled earth--
The unpeopled earth--and the o'er-peopled Hell,
Of which thy bosom is the germ.
_Adah_. O Cain!
This spirit curseth us.
_Cain_. Let him say on;
Him will I follow.
_Adah_. Whither?
_Lucifer_. To a place
_Whence_ he shall come back to thee in an hour;
But in that hour see things of many days.
_Adah_. How can that be?
_Lucifer_. Did not your Maker make
Out of old worlds this new one in few days? 530
And cannot I, who aided in this work,
Show in an hour what he hath made in many,
Or hath destroyed in few?
_Cain_. Lead on.
_Adah_. Will he,
In sooth, return within an hour?
_Lucifer_. He shall.
With us acts are exempt from time, and we
Can crowd eternity into an hour,
Or stretch an hour into eternity:
We breathe not by a mortal measurement--
But that's a mystery. Cain, come on with me.
_Adah_. Will he return?
_Lucifer_. Aye, woman! he alone 540
Of mortals from that place (the first and last
Who shall return, save ONE), shall come back to thee,
To make that silent and expectant world
As populous as this: at present there
Are few inhabitants.
_Adah_. Where dwellest thou?
_Lucifer_. Throughout all space. Where should I dwell? Where are
Thy God or Gods--there am I: all things are
Divided with me: Life and Death--and Time--
Eternity--and heaven and earth--and that
Which is not heaven nor earth, but peopled with 550
Those who once peopled or shall people both--
These are my realms! so that I do divide
_His_, and possess a kingdom which is not
_His_[109]. If I were not that which I have said,
Could I stand here? His angels are within
Your vision.
_Adah_. So they were when the fair Serpent
Spoke with our mother first.
_Lucifer_. Cain! thou hast heard.
If thou dost long for knowledge, I can satiate
That thirst; nor ask thee to partake of fruits
Which shall deprive thee of a single good 560
The Conqueror has left thee. Follow me.
_Cain_. Spirit, I have said it.
[_Exeunt_ LUCIFER _and_ CAIN.
_Adah_ (_follows exclaiming_). Cain! my brother! Cain!
ACT II.
SCENE I.--_The Abyss of Space_.
_Cain_. I tread on air, and sink not--yet I fear
To sink.
_Lucifer_. Have faith in me, and thou shalt be
Borne on the air[110], of which I am the Prince.
_Cain_. Can I do so without impiety?
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