Cry to the gods of gold to give release.
I am forbid to save you; go in peace.
(He closes the window; she sinks with her child behind the waves. The water rises; those within the ark chant a psalm.)
Noah (chanting):
The floods have lifted up, O Lord,
The floods have lifted up their voice;
The floods lift up their waves;
All (chanting):
Above the noise of many waters,
And mighty breakers of the sea,
The Lord on high is mighty.
Scene II
Enter the Messenger. (If the play is given in-doors, this may be omitted.)
Messenger:
Although yon sky be peaceful and serene,
I pray you that the son-ne be not seen,
And that instead, ye hear the thunder's roar,
And lightning's flash, as ne'er ye've seen before,
And rains descend as ye shall see no more.