Lucifer.What am I?
Cain. Dost thou love nothing?
Lucifer.What does thy God love?310
Cain. All things, my father says; but I confess
I see it not in their allotment here.
Lucifer. And, therefore, thou canst not see if I love
Or no—except some vast and general purpose,
To which particular things must melt like snows.
Cain. Snows! what are they?
Lucifer.Be happier in not knowing