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And Life both.

Love said to me, 'Do not die,'

And I replied, 'O Love, I will not die.
I exiled and I will not orphan Love.'
But now it is no choice of mine to dle-

My heart throbs from me.

Adam.
Call it straightway back.
Death's consummation crowns completed life,

Or comes too early Hope being set on thee
For others, if for others then for thee,—

For thee and me.

[The wind revolves from the east, and round again to the east, perfumed by the Eden rose, and full of voices, which sweep out into articulation as they pass.

Let thy soul shake its leaves

To feel the mystic wind-hark!

I hear life.

Eve.
Infant voices passing in the wind.

O we live, O we live

And this life that we receive
Is a warm thing and a new,
Which we softly bud into

From the heart and from the brain,—
Something strange that overmuch is
Of the sound and of the sight,
Flowing round in trickling touches,
With a sorrow and delight,—
Yet is it all in vain ?

Rock us softly,

Lest it be all in vain.

Youthful voices passing.

O we live, O we live—
And this life that we achieve
Is a loud thing and a bold,
Which with pulses manifold

Strikes the heart out full and fain-
Active doer, noble liver,

Strong to struggle, sure to conquer,
Though the vessel's prow will quiver
At the lifting of the anchor:

Yet do we strive in vain ?

Infant voices passing.

Rock us softly.

Lest it be all in vain.

Poet voices passing.

O we live, O we live—

And this life that we conceive
Is a clear thing and a fair,
Which we set in crystal air
That its beauty may be plain!
With a breathing and a flooding
Of the heaven-life on the whole,
While we hear the forests budding
To the music of the soul—
Yet is it tuned in vain?

Infant voices passing.

Rock us softly,

Lest it be all in vain.

Philosophic voices passing.
O we live, O we live—

And this life that we perceive,
Is a great thing and a grave,
Which for others' use we have,
Duty-laden to remain.

We

e are helpers, fellow-creatures, Of the right against the wrong, We are earnest-hearted teachers

Of the truth which maketh strongYet do we teach in vain?

Infant voices passing.

Rock us softly,

Lest it be all in vain.

Revel voices passing.

O we live, O we live

And this life that we reprieve,
Is a low thing and a light,
Which is jested out of sight,
And made worthy of disdain!
Strike with bold electric laughter
The high tops of things divine-
Turn thy head, my brother, after,
Lest thy tears fall in my wine;—
For all is laughed in vain?

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Eve. I hear a sound of life--of life like ours-
Of laughter and of wailing, of grave speech,
Of little plaintive voices innocent,

Of life in separate courses flowing out
Like our four rivers to some outward main.
I hear life-life!

Adam.

And, so, thy cheeks have snatched
Scarlet to paleness, and thine eyes drink fast
Of glory from full cups, and thy moist lips
Seem trembling, both of them, with earnest doubts
Whether to utter words or only smile.

Eve. Shall I be mother of the coming life?
Hear the steep generations, how they fall
Adown the visionary stairs of Time
Like supernatural thunders-far, yet near,-
Sowing their fiery echoes through the hills.
Am I a cloud to these mother to these?

Earth Spirits. And bringer of the curse upon all these. [EVE sinks down again.

Poet voices passing.

O we live, O we live

And this life that we conceive,
Is a noble thing and high,
Which we climb up loftily
To view God without a stain;
Till, recoiling where the shade is,
We retread our steps again,
And descend the gloomy Hades
To resume man's mortal pain.
Shall it be climbed in vain ?

Infant voices passing.

Rock us softly.

Lest it be all in vain.

Love voices passing.

O we live, O we live

And this life we would retrieve,
Is a faithful thing apart

Which we love in, heart to heart,
Until one heart fitteth twain.
'Wilt thou be one with me?'
'I will be one with thee.'
'Ha, ha! we love and live!'
Alas! ye love and die.
Shriek-who shall reply?
For is it not loved in vain?

Infant voices passing.

Rock us softly,

Though it be all in vain.

Aged voices passing.

O we live, O we live

And this life we would survive,

Is a gloomy thing and brief,
Which, consummated in grief,
Leaveth ashes for all gain.

Is it not all in vain?

Infant voices passing.

Rock us softly,

Though it be all in vain. [Voices die away. Earth Spirits. And bringer of the curse upon all

these.

Eve. The voices of foreshown Humanity

Die off;-so let me die.

Adam.

So let us die,

When God's will soundeth the right hour of death. Earth Spirits. And bringer of the curse upon all

these.

Eve. O spirits! by the gentleness ye use

In winds at night, and floating clouds at noon,
In gliding waters under lily-leaves,

In chirp of crickets, and the settling hush

A bird makes in her nest with feet and wings,—
Fulfil your natures now!

Earth Spirits.

Agreed, allowed!

We gather out our natures like a cloud,

And thus fulfil their lightnings! Thus, and thus ! Harken, O harken to us!

First Spirit.

As the storm-wind blows bleakly from the norland,
As the snow-wind beats blindly on the moorland,
As the simoom drives hot across the desert,
As the thunder roars deep in the Unmeasured,
As the torrent tears the ocean-world to atoms,
As the whirlpool grinds it fathoms below fathoms,
Thus, and thus!

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