A desert, wide and dreary, parts him who lies down to die from him who lies down to live.

The former may well make haste, but here is no haste." "To our eyes," said Eve, "you were coming all the time: we knew Mara would find you, and you must come!" "How long is it since my father lay down ?" I asked.
"I have told you that years are of no consequence in this house," answered Adam; "we do not heed them.

Your father will wake when his morning comes.

Your mother, next to whom you are lying,----" "Ah, then, it IS my mother!" I exclaimed.
"Yes--she with the wounded hand," he assented; "-- she will be up and away long ere your morning is ripe." "I am sorry." "Rather be glad." "It must be a sight for God Himself to see such a woman come awake!" "It is indeed a sight for God, a sight that makes her Maker glad! He sees of the travail of His soul, and is satisfied!--Look at her once more, and sleep." He let the rays of his candle fall on her beautiful face.
"She looks much younger!" I said.
"She IS much younger," he replied.

"Even Lilith already begins to look younger!" I lay down, blissfully drowsy.
"But when you see your mother again," he continued, "you will not at first know her.