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SCENE II. A different part of the wood, wild and savage: the Scene still darken'd, and a storm of thunder and lightning, accompanied with hail.

I know not where these men have shelter'd them, I've miss'd their signal: this loud dunning din Devours all other sounds. Where shall I go? Athwart this arch of deep embodied darkness, Swift shiv'ring lightnings glare, from end to end Mantling the welkin o'er in vivid flames; Or from aloft, like sheeted cataracts Of liquid fire, seem pour'd. Ev'n o'er my head The soft and misty-textur'd clouds seem chang'd To piles of harden'd rocks, which from their base, Like the up breaking of a ruin'd world, Are hurl'd with force tremendous. Patt'ring hail Beats on my shrinking form with spiteful pith: Where shall I shelter me? Ha! thro' the trees Peers, near at hand, a small but settled light: I will make quickly towards it; perhaps There may be some lone dwelling in the wood. (Exit.

SCENE III. The inside of a cave: an Old man discoverd fitting by a small table made of coarse planks, with a lamp burning dimly upon it: the thunder heard still very loud.

Doth angry heav'n still roll its loudest peal