Cherubin—
Look yet again within,
And all else thou shalt see
Before thou come from it.
Seth—
I am happy to have leave;
I will go to the gate at once,
That I may see further good.
[He goes and looks and returns.
Cherubin—
Dost thou see more now
Than what there was just now?
Seth—
There is a serpent in the tree:
Truly a hideous beast is he.
Cherubin—
Go yet the third time to it,
And look better at the tree.
Look what you can see on it
Besides roots and branches.
Seth—
Cherubin, angel of the God of grace,
High in the branches of the tree I saw
A new-born child, wrapped in swaddling clothes
And bound with bands.
Cherubin—
It was God's son that thou sawest,
Like a child in swaddling clothes.
He will redeem Adam thy father
With his flesh and blood likewise,
When the time is come,
And thy mother and all good people.
He is the oil of mercy
Which was promised to thy father.
Through his death truly
Shall all the world be saved.
