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II.
In such a dark and gloomy hour,First Satan felt ambition pour
Thro' all his veins her fire:
And round his princely standard drew,
And madly urg'd, the impious crew
To battle with their Sire!
| Poetic Lucubrations | |
First Satan felt ambition pour
Thro' all his veins her fire:
And round his princely standard drew,
And madly urg'd, the impious crew
To battle with their Sire!