Lucifer. And who and what doth not? Who covets evil
For its own bitter sake?—None—nothing! 'tis240
The leaven of all life, and lifelessness.
Cain. Within those glorious orbs which we behold,
Distant, and dazzling, and innumerable,
Ere we came down into this phantom realm,
Ill cannot come: they are too beautiful.
Lucifer. Thou hast seen them from afar.
Cain.And what of that?
Distance can but diminish glory—they,