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SCENE 5
it is broken in many pieces.)

    ALEEL. I ster you in fragments, for the face

    t brimmed you up y is no more:

    And die, dull , for she whose mournful words

    Made you a living spirit has passed away

    And left you but a ball of passionate dust.

    And you, proud eart!

    For you may ering feet,

    But are left lonely amid the clamorous war

    Of angels upon devils.

    (ands up; almost every one is kneeling, but it  only confused forms can be seen.)

    And I who weep

    Call curses on you, time and Fate and Change,

    And   t hour

    tomless space.

    (A flasning folloely by thunder.)

    A PEASANt OMAN. Pull him upon his knees before his curses

    ning on our heads.

    ALEEL. Angels and devils clashe middle air,

    And brazen swords clang upon brazen helms.

    (A flasning folloely by thunder.)

    Yonder a brig out of a sling,

    orn the dark clans

    Fly screaming as tura of old.

    (Everyt in darkness.)

    AN OLD MAN. ty  our great ed out t

    die.

    (t. tS seem to be kneeling upon the rocky slope of a

    mountain, and

    vapour full of storm and ever?c is s, haff

    in tand armed angels. ted.

    tand as if upon the air

    in formation of battle and look doern faces.

    tS cast the ground.)

    ALEEL. Look no more on tes of hell,

    But speak to me, wten of God,

    t it may be no more al things,

    And tell of here.

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