The Death of Adam | ||
SCENE I.
Eve, on one side. Selima, on the other.Selima.
Behold! my mother comes,—alas! my fears!
I cannot bear to look upon her now.
Eve.
What means this solitude? this silence dread!
Where is my Adam? where my duteous Seth?
Where shall I find my Selima? where are they?
Now let them come to share a mother's joy.
O day of transport, unexpected bliss!
For now I am the happiest of all mothers.
The Death of Adam | ||