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XXVIII.

“Asgard, Vingolf, and Valhalla,
Each bright inviting, happy bower,
With all the dreary cells below

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Were open to his searching eye,
That read their every mystery;
When from the world of woe
Th' obedient Demons let him go,
For aye they knew his might, they feared the wizard's power.