with love: as 'tis, I leave her
To brighter destinies, if so she deems them.

_Japh._ What destinies?

_Irad_. I have some cause to think
She loves another.

_Japh._ Anah!

_Irad_. No; her sister.

_Japh._ What other?

_Irad_. That I know not; but her air, 20
If not her words, tells me she loves another.

_Japh._ Aye, but not Anah: she but loves her God.

_Irad_. Whate'er she loveth, so she loves thee not,
What can it profit thee?

_Japh._ True, nothing; but
I love.

_Irad_. And so did I.

_Japh._ And now thou lov'st not,
Or think'st thou lov'st not, art thou happier?

_Irad_. Yes.

_Japh._ I pity thee.

_Irad_. Me! why?

_Japh._ For being happy,
Deprived of that which makes my misery.

_Irad_. I take thy taunt as part of thy distemper,
And would not feel as thou dost for more shekels 30
Than all our father's herds would bring, if weighed
Against the metal of the sons of Cain--[142]
The yellow dust they try to barter with us,
As if such useless and discoloured trash,
The refuse of the earth, could be received
For milk, and wool, and flesh, and fruits, and all
Our flocks and wilderness afford.--Go, Japhet,
Sigh to the stars, as wolves howl to the moon--
I must back to my rest.

_Japh._ And so would I
If I could rest.

_Irad_. Thou wilt not to our tents then? 40

_Japh._ No, Irad; I will to the cavern,[143] whose
Mouth they say opens from the internal world,
To let the inner spirits of the earth
Forth when they walk its surface.

_Irad_. Wherefore so?
What wouldst thou there?

_Japh._ Soothe further my sad spirit
With gloom as sad: it is a hopeless spot,
And I am hopeless.

_Irad_. But 'tis dangerous;
Strange sounds and sights have peopled it with terrors.
I must go with thee.

_Japh._ Irad, no; believe me
I feel no evil thought, and fear no evil. 50

_Irad_. But evil things will be thy foe the more
As not being of them: turn thy steps aside,