Cain. No, let me die!

Angel.‍It must not be.

[The Angel sets the mark on Cain's brow.

Cain.‍It burns500

My brow, but nought to that which is within it!

Is there more? let me meet it as I may.

Angel. Stern hast thou been and stubborn from the womb,

As the ground thou must henceforth till; but he

Thou slew'st was gentle as the flocks he tended.

Cain. After the fall too soon was I begotten;