In a poem by Victor Hugo, Cain is represented as walking thirty
days and nights after the murder of his brother Abel until he
reaches the shores of the sea. “Let us stop here,” he says; but
as he sits down his face turns pale. He has seen in the mournful
sky the searching eye. His sons, filled with awe, try to erect
barriers between him and the Eye--a tent, then a wall of iron,
then a tower and a city--but all is in vain. “I see the Eye,”
still cries the unhappy man. At last they dig a tomb and the
father is put into it. But
“Tho overhead they closed the awful vault,
The Eye was in the tomb and looked on Cain.” (Text.)
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=Eye, The Trained=--See TRAINING.