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Enter MANFRED.

A SPIRIT.

What is here?

A mortal! - Thou most rash and fatal wretch,
Bow down and worship!

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 con

demned clay,
Child of the Earth! or dread the worst.
Man.

I know it;
And yet ye see I kneel not.
FOURTH SPIRIT.

"Twill be taught thee.
Max. '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.
FIFTH SPIRIT.

Dost thou dare 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.
THE SPIRITS.

Crush the worm !
Tear him in pieces ! -

FIRST DES. Hence! Avaunt !-he's mine.
Prince of the Powers invisible! This man
Is of no common order, as his port
And presence here denote; his sufferings
Have been of an immortal nature, like
Our own; his knowledge and his powers and will,
As far as is compatible with clay,
Which clogs the etherial essence, have been such
As clay hath seldom borne; his aspirations
Have been beyond the dwellers of the earth,
And they have only taught him what we know-
That knowledge is not happiness, and science
But an exchange of ignorance for that
Which is another kind of ignorance.
This is not all the passions, attributes

Of earth and heaven, from which no power, nor being,
Nor breath from the worm upwards is exempt,
Have pierced his heart; and in their consequence
Made him a thing, which I, who pity not,
Yet pardon those who pity. He is mine,
And thine, it may be-be it so, or not,
No other Spirit in this region hath
A soul like his-or power upon his soul.

NEM. What doth he here then ?
FIRST Des.

Let him answer that.
MAN. Ye know what I have known; and without power
I could not be amongst ye: but there are
Powers deeper still beyond—I come in quest
Of such, to answer unto what I seek.

NEM. What wouldst thou ?
Man.

Thou canst not reply to me. Call

up the dead-my question is for them. Nem. Great Arimanes, doth thy will avouch The wishes of this mortal?

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NEMESIS.

Shadow! or Spirit !

Whatever thou art,
Which still doth inherit

The whole or a part
Of the form of thy birth,

Of the mould of thy clay,
Which return'd to the earth,

Re-appear to the day!
Bear what thou borest,

The heart and the form,
And the aspect thou worest

Redeem from the worm.
Appear !-Appear !-Appear!
Who sent thee there requires thee here !
(The Phantom of ASTARTE rises and stands

in the midst.) Man. Can this be death? there's bloom upon her

cheek;
But now I see it is no living hue,
But a strange hectic-like the unnatural red
Which Autumn plants upon the perish'd leaf.
It is the same! Oh, God! that I should dread

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To look

upon

the same — Astarte No, I cannot speak to her—but bid her speakForgive me or condemn me.

NEMESIS.
By the power which hath broken

The grave which enthrall'd thee, ,
Speak to him who hath spoken,

Or those who have call'd thee!

Man.

She is silent, And in that silence I am more than answer’d.

Nem. My power extends no further. Prince of air! It rests with thee alone-command her voice.

Ari. Spirit-obey this sceptre !
NEM.

Silent still!
She is not of our order, but belongs
To the other powers. Mortal! thy quest is vain, ,
And we are baffled also.
Man.

Hear me, hear me-
Astarte ! my beloved ! speak to me:
I have so much endured so much endure-
Look on me! the grave hath not changed thee more

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