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Chorus.
   Then in odes of burning,
    Brake we suddenly,
   And sang out the morning
    Nobly up the sky.—
    Or we drew
    Our music through
  The noontide's hush and heat and shine,
  And taught them our intense Divine—
  "With our vital fiery notes
  All disparted hither, thither,
  Trembling out into the æther,—
  Visible like beamy motes!—
    Or, as twilight drifted
    Through the cedar masses,
    The massive sun we lifted,
  Trailing purple, trailing gold
    Out between the passes
  Of the mountains manifold,
    To anthems slowly sung!
  While he, aweary and in swoon,
  For joy to hear our climbing tune
  Pierce the faint stars' concentric rings,—
  The burden of his glory flung
  In broken lights upon our wings.
[Chant dies away confusedly, and enter Lucifer.

 Lucifer. Now may all fruits be pleasant to thy lips,
Beautiful Eve! The times have somewhat changed
Since thou and I had talk beneath a tree;
Albeit ye are not gods yet.
 Eve.Adam! hold
My right hand strongly. It is Lucifer—
And we have love to lose.
 Adam.I' the name of God,
Go apart from us, O thou Lucifer!
And leave us to the desert thou hast made
Out of thy treason. Bring no serpent-slime