Break not till they are dead, All, all my Seven Sons; then burst asunder, And let this tortured and tormented soul Leap and rush out like water through the shards Of earthen vessels broken at a well.
O my dear children, mine in life and death, I know not how ye came into my womb;I neither gave you breath, nor gave you life, And neither was it I that formed the members Of every one of you.But the Creator, Who made the world, and made the heavens above us, Who formed the generation of mankind, And found out the beginning of all things, He gave you breath and life, and will again Of his own mercy, as ye now regard Not your own selves, but his eternal law.
I do not murmur, nay, I thank thee, God, That I and mine have not been deemed unworthy To suffer for thy sake, and for thy law, And for the many sins of Israel.
Hark! I can hear within the sound of scourges!
I feel them more than ye do, O my sons!
But cannot come to you.I, who was wont To wake at night at the least cry ye made, To whom ye ran at every slightest hurt, I cannot take you now into my lap And soothe your pain, but God will take you all Into his pitying arms, and comfort you, And give you rest.
A VOICE (within).
What wouldst thou ask of us?
Ready are we to die, but we will never Transgress the law and customs of our fathers.
THE MOTHER.
It is the Voice of my first-born! O brave And noble boy! Thou hast the privilege Of dying first, as thou wast born the first.
THE SAME VOICE (within).
God looketh on us, and hath comfort in us;As Moses in his song of old declared, He in his servants shall be comforted.
THE MOTHER.
I knew thou wouldst not fail!--He speaks no more, He is beyond all pain!
ANTIOCHUS.(within).
If thou eat not Thou shalt be tortured throughout all the members Of thy whole body.Wilt thou eat then?
SECOND VOICE.(within).
No.
THE MOTHER.
It is Adaiah's voice.I tremble for him.
I know his nature, devious as the wind, And swift to change, gentle and yielding always.
Be steadfast, O my son!
THE SAME VOICE (within).
Thou, like a fury, Takest us from this present life, but God, Who rules the world, shall raise us up again Into life everlasting.
THE MOTHER.
God, I thank thee That thou hast breathed into that timid heart Courage to die for thee.O my Adaiah, Witness of God! if thou for whom I feared Canst thus encounter death, I need not fear;The others will not shrink.
THIRD VOICE (within).
Behold these hands Held out to thee, O King Antiochus, Not to implore thy mercy, but to show That I despise them.He who gave them to me Will give them back again.
THE MOTHER.
O Avilan, It is thy voice.For the last time I hear it;For the last time on earth, but not the last.
To death it bids defiance and to torture.
It sounds to me as from another world, And makes the petty miseries of this Seem unto me as naught, and less than naught.
Farewell, my Avilan; nay, I should say Welcome, my Avilan; for I am dead Before thee.I am waiting for the others.
Why do they linger?
FOURTH VOICE (within).
It is good, O King, Being put to death by men, to look for hope From God, to be raised up again by him.
But thou--no resurrection shalt thou have To life hereafter.
THE MOTHER.
Four! already four!
Three are still living; nay, they all are living, Half here, half there.Make haste, Antiochus, To reunite us; for the sword that cleaves These miserable bodies makes a door Through which our souls, impatient of release, Rush to each other's arms.
FIFTH VOICE (within).
Thou hast the power;
Thou doest what thou wilt.Abide awhile, And thou shalt see the power of God, and how He will torment thee and thy seed.
THE MOTHER.
O hasten;
Why dost thou pause? Thou who hast slain already So many Hebrew women, and hast hung Their murdered infants round their necks, slay me, For I too am a woman, and these boys Are mine.Make haste to slay us all, And hang my lifeless babes about my neck.
SIXTH VOICE (within).
Think not, Antiochus, that takest in hand To strive against the God of Israel, Thou shalt escape unpunished, for his wrath Shall overtake thee and thy bloody house.
THE MOTHER.
One more, my Sirion, and then all is ended.
Having put all to bed, then in my turn I will lie down and sleep as sound as they.
My Sirion, my youngest, best beloved!
And those bright golden locks, that I so oft Have curled about these fingers, even now Are foul with blood and dust, like a lamb's fleece, Slain in the shambles.--Not a sound I hear.
This silence is more terrible to me Than any sound, than any cry of pain, That might escape the lips of one who dies.
Doth his heart fail him? Doth he fall away In the last hour from God? O Sirion, Sirion, Art thou afraid? I do not hear thy voice.
Die as thy brothers died.Thou must not live!
SCENE II.-- THE MOTHER; ANTIOCHUS; SIRION,THE MOTHER.
Are they all dead?
ANTIOCHUS.
Of all thy Seven Sons One only lives.Behold them where they lie How dost thou like this picture?
THE MOTHER.
God in heaven!
Can a man do such deeds, and yet not die By the recoil of his own wickedness?
Ye murdered, bleeding, mutilated bodies That were my children once, and still are mine, I cannot watch o'er you as Rispah watched In sackcloth o'er the seven sons of Saul, Till water drop upon you out of heaven And wash this blood away! I cannot mourn As she, the daughter of Aiah, mourned the dead, From the beginning of the barley-harvest Until the autumn rains, and suffered not The birds of air to rest on them by day, Nor the wild beasts by night.For ye have died A better death, a death so full of life That I ought rather to rejoice than mourn.--Wherefore art thou not dead, O Sirion?
Wherefore art thou the only living thing Among thy brothers dead? Art thou afraid?
ANTIOCHUS.
O woman, I have spared him for thy sake, For he is fair to look upon and comely;And I have sworn to him by all the gods That I would crown his life with joy and honor, Heap treasures on him, luxuries, delights, Make him my friend and keeper of my secrets, If he would turn from your Mosaic Law And be as we are; but he will not listen.
THE MOTHER.
My noble Sirion!
ANTIOCHUS.
