Second Voice, without.

The ship sail'd on, the ship sail'd fast,

But I left not a sail, and I left not a mast;
There is not a plank of the hull or the deck,
And there is not a wretch to lament o'er his wreck;
Save one, whom I held, as he swam, by the hair,
And he was a subject well worthy my care;
A traitor on land, and a pirate at sea-

But I saved him to wreak further havoc for me!

FIRST DESTINY, answering.

The city lies sleeping;

The morn, to deplore it,

May dawn on it weeping:

Sullenly, slowly,

The black plague flew o'er it

Thousands lie lowly;

Tens of thousands shall perish―

The living shall fly from
The sick they should cherish;
But nothing can vanquish
The touch that they die from.
Sorrow and anguish,

And evil and dread,

Envelope a nation

The blest are the dead,

Who see not the sight

Of their own desolation.-
This work of a night-

his wreck of a realm-this deed of my doing-
or ages I've done, and shall still be renewing!

sisters and thyself are slow to-night.

NEM. I was detain'd repairing shatter'd thrones,

rrying fools, restoring dynasties,

enging men upon their enemies,

d making them repent. their own revenge;

Goading the wise to madness; from the dull
Shaping out oracles to rule the world
Afresh, for they were waxing out of date,
And mortals dared to ponder for themselves,
To weigh kings in the alance, and to speak
Of freedom, the forbidden fruit.--Away!

We have outstaid the hour-mount we our clouds!

[Exeunt.

SCENE IV.

The Hall of Arimanes-Arimanes on his Throne, a Globe of Fire, surrounded by the Spirits.

Hymn of the SPIRITS.

Hail to our Master!-Prince of Earth and Air!-
Who walks the clouds and waters-in his hand
The sceptre of the elements, which tear

Themselves to chaos at his high command!
He breatheth-and a tempest shakes the sea;
He speaketh-and the clouds reply in thunder;
He gazeth-from his glance the sunbeams flee;
He moveth-earthquakes rend the world asunder.
Beneath his footsteps the volcanos rise;

His shadow is the Pestilence; his path

e comets herald through the crackling skies; And planets turn to ashes at his wrath. him War offers daily sacrifice;

To him Death pays his tribute; Life is his, th all its infinite of agonies

And his the spirit of whatever is!

Enter the DESTINIES and NEMESIS.

RST DES. Glory to Arimanes! on the earth power increaseth-both my sisters did bidding, nor did I neglect my duty!

COND DES. Glory to Arimanes! we who bow necks of men, bow down before his throne! HIRD DES. Glory to Arimanes!-we await mod!

EM. Sovereign of Sovereigns! we are thine, all that liveth, more or less, is ours, most things wholly so; still to increase power, increasing thine, demands our care, we are vigilant-Thy late commands

e been fulfill'd to the utmost.

SECOND SPIRIT.

I do know the man

A Magian of great power, and fearful skill!

THIRD SPIRIT. Bow down and worship, slave!— What, know'st thou not

Thine and our Sovereign?-Tremble, and obey! ALL THE SPIRITS. Prostrate thyself, and thy condemned clay,

Child of the Earth! or dread the worst.

MAN.

And yet ye see I kneel not.

FOURTH SPIRIT.

I know it;

'Twill be taught thee.

MAN. 'Tis taught already;-many a night on the

earth,

On the bare ground, have I bow'd down my face,
And strew'd my head with ashes; I have known
The fulness of humiliation, for

I sunk before my vain despair, and knelt

To my own desolation.

Refuse to Arimanes on his throne

What the whole earth accords, beholding not

The terror of his Glory-Crouch! I say.

MAN. Bid him bow down to that which is above him,

The overruling Infinite-the Maker

Who made him not for worship-let him kneel,
And we will kneel together.