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XXI. SINE LABE ORIGINALI CONCEPTA.
Her foot is on the Lord of Night:
On Heaven, not him, are fixed her eyes:
That foot is, as a lily, light;
Not less that Serpent writhes and dies!
On Heaven, not him, are fixed her eyes:
That foot is, as a lily, light;
Not less that Serpent writhes and dies!
O Eve, he dies, that tempter fell!
O Earth, that pest whose poison-spume
Exasperate with the fires of hell
Thy blood envenomed, meets his doom!
O Earth, that pest whose poison-spume
Exasperate with the fires of hell
Thy blood envenomed, meets his doom!
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But whence the conquering puissance? Lo!
That Woman clasps the ‘Woman's Seed:’
That Infant quells the infernal foe:
Messiah triumphs: His the deed!
That Woman clasps the ‘Woman's Seed:’
That Infant quells the infernal foe:
Messiah triumphs: His the deed!
The weight she feels not she transmits:
The weight of worlds her arms sustain:
Who made the worlds—in heaven Who sits—
Through her that foe hath touched and slain!
The weight of worlds her arms sustain:
Who made the worlds—in heaven Who sits—
Through her that foe hath touched and slain!
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