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.
Enter RAYNER.
RAYNER.
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.
OLD MAN.
