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Incens'd with indignation Satan stood
Unterrified, and like a comet burn'd,
That fires the length of Ophiucus read more
Incens'd with indignation Satan stood
Unterrified, and like a comet burn'd,
That fires the length of Ophiucus huge
In th' artic sky, and from his horrid hair
Shakes pestilence and war.
The lunatic, the lover, and the poet
Are of imagination all compact.
One sees more devils than read more
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.
Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a
roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may read more
Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a
roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour.
The devil takes a hand in what is done in haste.
The devil takes a hand in what is done in haste.
Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour.
Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour.
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).
Swings the scaly horror of his folded tail.
Swings the scaly horror of his folded tail.
His confidence shall be rooted out of his tabernacle, and it
shall bring him to the king of terrors.
His confidence shall be rooted out of his tabernacle, and it
shall bring him to the king of terrors.
Abashed the Devil stood,
And felt how awful goodness is, and saw
Virtue in her own shape read more
Abashed the Devil stood,
And felt how awful goodness is, and saw
Virtue in her own shape how lovely; saw
And pined his loss.
