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The rest be on his head or mine!” So spoke
Old “Nominis Umbra;” and while speaking yet,
Away he melted in celestial smoke.
Then Satan said to Michael, “Don't forget
To call George Washington, and John Horne Tooke,
And Franklin;”—but at this time there was heard
A cry for room, though not a phantom stirred.
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