What thou dar'st not deny,—the history

Of past—and present, and of future worlds.

Cain. Oh God! or Demon! or whate'er thou art,

Is yon our earth?

Lucifer.‍Dost thou not recognise

The dust which formed your father?

Cain.‍Can it be?

Yon small blue circle, swinging in far ether[ce],

With an inferior circlet purpler it still[111],30

Which looks like that which lit our earthly night?