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Adam. Eve. Adam. Eve. Adam. Eve. Adam. Eve. Adam. Eve. Adam. Eve. Adam. Eve. Adam. Eve. Adam. Eve. Adam. Eve. Adam. Eve. Adam. Eve. Adam. Eve. A TRAGEDY.-—~ACT IV. To blind impression ? for this hasty style Of prejudice still errs. You have condemned Your innocent wife unheard. I do confess I did the deed; I do deny it wrong. Is it then right to break our Lord’s command ? Yes, if our Lord happen to be unjust. If just, we love, if not we ought to bear. And is not slavery, think’st thou, worse than death ? But to serve God is highest liberty. Is it not higher still to be as God? But to be as God man was never made. Yes, this forbidden tree will make him such— It is the source of knowledge of all good. Of knowledge, good and evil, was it not ? Ah, but the very God you love to praise As he knows good, knows he not evil too? That he may never feel it as thou feelest. Away with omens ! of the deed I am proud, And do exult in consciousness of power. To obey is virtue’s first, her safest course ; - And to repent her second,—to do good Without all imperfection none can boast, But to repent is open unto all, _ And to return to virtue’s blessed lore Can never be too late. Be wise in time, The penitent is next to innocence: Still will Heaven pardon Eve, if she repent. How God is moved by prayers of penitence. The fate of Satan sure is proof enough. Alas ! what hope is left you ? To fear nought. But God is to be feared. Who fears an equal ? But you will die, be sure. You ’re worthy death. Nay, I shall live. I am better worthy life. Oh! what will you become ? And by what means ? What but a goddess ? By virtue of an apple. (C@ inn 37 @ DOO <S (c@