What, man, defy the devil? Consider, he's an enemy to mankind.

What, man, defy the devil? Consider, he's an enemy to mankind.

The lunatic, the lover, and the poet
Are of imagination all compact.
One sees more devils than read more

The lunatic, the lover, and the poet
Are of imagination all compact.
One sees more devils than vast hell can hold;
That is the madman. The lover, all as frantic,
Sees Helen's beauty in a brow of Egypt.
The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling,
Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.

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

Swings the scaly horror of his folded tail.

Swings the scaly horror of his folded tail.

Somehow our devils are never quite what we expect when we meet them face to face.

Somehow our devils are never quite what we expect when we meet them face to face.

If the devil does not exist, and man has therefore created him, he has created him in his own image read more

If the devil does not exist, and man has therefore created him, he has created him in his own image and likeness

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.

The Devil himself is good, when he is pleased.

The Devil himself is good, when he is pleased.

It is wonderful how much time good people spend fighting the devil. If they would only expend the same amount read more

It is wonderful how much time good people spend fighting the devil. If they would only expend the same amount of energy loving their fellow men, the devil would die in his own tracks of ennui.