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Article LANAH, A TALE OF THE FLOOD. ← Page 7 of 11 →
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Lanah, A Tale Of The Flood.
the brow of the sufferer , he rushed from the dwelling , tmc ! sought the woods beneath . " Tell me , " said Leah , fixing her gaze on Japheth , " is there hope ? Lanah is skilled in plants and Rowers , may not our boy "
" The doom is spoken , " he replied ; " but grieve not thy son will be returned to earth : —how many thousands as young and fair , as loved as he , will feed the monsters of the deep , the huge leviathan—the ravenous shark ; for the measure of the earth ' s iniquity is full . Soon shalt thou
follow him . Thou mournest ! Kneel—kneel ancl pray with me ; pray for the departing soul of thy offspring , for the death-struggle is upon him . " Deep and holy were the supplications of Japheth and the heart-broken mother of
the departing child . When Lanah returned , the life had fled , nothing but dust lay before him . " Now , prophet of evil , " he exclaimed , as he entered the dwelling with the simples he had culled , " to prove thine augury false !"
Japheth pointed out the corse , beside which the mother was absorbed in prayer . " Dead ! " shrieked the agonised parent : " it cannot be . The breath yet lives upon his lip ; his eyes are closed in sleep , not death—not death ! " And the father cast himself
on the bed of leaves , by the side of all that remained of his lost son . Feeling , that in the paroxysm ofhis grief , reason would be unheard , Japheth left the dwelling , and slowly descending the mountain , returned to the home of his fathers .
" Thou art late , my son , " said the venerable Patriarch Noah , addressing him as he reached his dwelling : " let not thy love for the beautiful beings of earth tempt thee
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Lanah, A Tale Of The Flood.
the brow of the sufferer , he rushed from the dwelling , tmc ! sought the woods beneath . " Tell me , " said Leah , fixing her gaze on Japheth , " is there hope ? Lanah is skilled in plants and Rowers , may not our boy "
" The doom is spoken , " he replied ; " but grieve not thy son will be returned to earth : —how many thousands as young and fair , as loved as he , will feed the monsters of the deep , the huge leviathan—the ravenous shark ; for the measure of the earth ' s iniquity is full . Soon shalt thou
follow him . Thou mournest ! Kneel—kneel ancl pray with me ; pray for the departing soul of thy offspring , for the death-struggle is upon him . " Deep and holy were the supplications of Japheth and the heart-broken mother of
the departing child . When Lanah returned , the life had fled , nothing but dust lay before him . " Now , prophet of evil , " he exclaimed , as he entered the dwelling with the simples he had culled , " to prove thine augury false !"
Japheth pointed out the corse , beside which the mother was absorbed in prayer . " Dead ! " shrieked the agonised parent : " it cannot be . The breath yet lives upon his lip ; his eyes are closed in sleep , not death—not death ! " And the father cast himself
on the bed of leaves , by the side of all that remained of his lost son . Feeling , that in the paroxysm ofhis grief , reason would be unheard , Japheth left the dwelling , and slowly descending the mountain , returned to the home of his fathers .
" Thou art late , my son , " said the venerable Patriarch Noah , addressing him as he reached his dwelling : " let not thy love for the beautiful beings of earth tempt thee