Of the subsiding deluge, from its slime,
When the hot sun hath baked the reeking soil
Into a world, shall give again to Time190
New beings—years, diseases, sorrow, crime—
With all companionship of hate and toil,
Until——
Japh. (Interrupting them).
The eternal Will
Shall deign to expound this dream
Of good and evil; and redeem