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In vain, and long, and still to be, beloved! 330
Why walk'st thou with this Spirit, in those hours
When no good Spirit longer lights below?

_Anah_. Japhet, I cannot answer thee; yet, yet
Forgive me----

_Japh. _ May the Heaven, which soon no more
Will pardon, do so! for thou art greatly tempted.

_Aho. _ Back to thy tents, insulting son of Noah!
We know thee not.

_Japh. _ The hour may come when thou
May'st know me better; and thy sister know
Me still the same which I have ever been.

_Sam. _ Son of the patriarch, who hath ever been 340
Upright before his God, whate'er thy gifts,
And thy words seem of sorrow, mixed with wrath,
How have Azaziel, or myself, brought on thee
Wrong?

_Japh. _ Wrong!
the greatest of all wrongs! but, thou
Say'st well, though she be dust--I did not, could not,
Deserve her. Farewell, Anah! I have said
That word so often! but now say it, ne'er
To be repeated. Angel! or whate'er
Thou art, or must be soon, hast thou the power
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Children of Cain?

_Aza. _ From what?

_Japh. _ And is it so,
That ye too know not? Angels! angels! ye
Have shared man's sin, and, it may be, now must
Partake his punishment; or, at the least,
My sorrow.

_Sam. _ Sorrow!