The lunatic, the lover, and the poet
Are of imagination all compact.
One sees more devils than vast hell can hold;
That is the madman. The lover, all as frantic,
Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt.
The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling,
Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.
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Tell your master that if there were as many devils at Worms as
tiles on its roofs, I would read more
Tell your master that if there were as many devils at Worms as
tiles on its roofs, I would enter.
Black it stood as night,
Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell,
And shook a dreadful dart; read more
Black it stood as night,
Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell,
And shook a dreadful dart; what seem'd his head
The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Satan was now at hand.
Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he
will flee from you.
Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he
will flee from you.
Devils can be driven out of the heart by the touch of a hand on a hand, or a mouth read more
Devils can be driven out of the heart by the touch of a hand on a hand, or a mouth on a mouth
Let me say amen betimes lest the devil cross my prayer, for here
he comes in the likeness of read more
Let me say amen betimes lest the devil cross my prayer, for here
he comes in the likeness of a Jew.
Nay then, let the devil wear black, for I'll have a suit of
sables.
Nay then, let the devil wear black, for I'll have a suit of
sables.
Nick Machiavel had ne'er a trick
(Though he gave his name to our Old Nick).
Nick Machiavel had ne'er a trick
(Though he gave his name to our Old Nick).
How are thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning!
how art thou cut down to the read more
How are thou fallen from heaven, O Lucifer, son of the morning!
how art thou cut down to the ground, which didst weaken the
nations!
It is wonderful how much time good people spend fighting the devil. If they would only expend the same amount read more
It is wonderful how much time good people spend fighting the devil. If they would only expend the same amount of energy loving their fellow men, the devil would die in his own tracks of ennui.
