Baron George Gordon Byron Byron, The Works of Lord Byron. Vol. 5
“ Adah. Dear Cain! Nay, do not whisper o'er our sonSuch melancholy yearnings o'er the past: [258] Why wilt thou always mourn for Paradise?Can we not make another?Cain.Where?Adah.Here, orWhere'er thou wilt: where'er thou art, I feel notThe want of this so much regretted Eden.40Have I not thee—our boy—our sire, and brother,And Zillah—our sweet sister, and our Eve,To whom we owe so much besides our birth?Cain. Yes—Death, too, is amongst the debts we owe her.Adah. Cain! that proud Spirit, who withdrew thee hence,Hath saddened thine still deeper. ”
