Hebrew Melodies (Byron, 1815)/From Job

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FROM JOB.
I.A spirit pass'd before me: I beheldThe face of Immortality unveil'd—Deep sleep came down on ev'ry eye save mineAnd there it stood,—all formless—but divine:Along my bones the creeping flesh did quake;And as my damp hair stiffened, thus it spake:
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II."Is man more just than God? Is man more pureThan he who deems even Seraphs insecure?Creatures of clay—vain dwellers in the dust!The moth survives you, and are ye more just?Things of a day! you wither ere the night,Heedless and blind to Wisdom's wasted light!"
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