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The Devil himself, which is the author of confusion and lies.
The Devil himself, which is the author of confusion and lies.
From morn
To moon he fell, from noon to dewy eve,
A summer's day; and with the read more
From morn
To moon he fell, from noon to dewy eve,
A summer's day; and with the setting sun
Dropt from the zenith like a falling star.
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.
We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell
We are each our own devil, and we make this world our hell
His form had yet not lost
All his original brightness, not appear'd
Less than arch-angel ruined, and read more
His form had yet not lost
All his original brightness, not appear'd
Less than arch-angel ruined, and th' excess
Of glory obscured.
Demons do not exist any more than gods do, being only the products of the psychic activity of man
Demons do not exist any more than gods do, being only the products of the psychic activity of man
The infernal serpent; he it was whose guile,
Stirr'd up with envy and revenge, deceived
The mother read more
The infernal serpent; he it was whose guile,
Stirr'd up with envy and revenge, deceived
The mother of mankind.
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.
Swings the scaly horror of his folded tail.
Swings the scaly horror of his folded tail.