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.

Every man for himself, his own ends, the devil for all.

Every man for himself, his own ends, the devil for all.

Therefore it behooveth hire a full long spoon
That shal ete with a feend.

Therefore it behooveth hire a full long spoon
That shal ete with a feend.

When the devil drives, needs must. (Needs must when the devil
drives.)

When the devil drives, needs must. (Needs must when the devil
drives.)

I call'd the devil, and he came,
And with wonder his form did I closely scan;
He read more

I call'd the devil, and he came,
And with wonder his form did I closely scan;
He is not ugly, and is not lame,
But really a handsome and charming man.
A man in the prime of life is the devil,
Obliging, a man of the world, and civil;
A diplomatist too, well skill'd in debate,
He talks quite glibly of church and state.

This is a devil, and no monster. I will leave him; I have no
long spoon.

This is a devil, and no monster. I will leave him; I have no
long spoon.

Nay then, let the devil wear black, for I'll have a suit of
sables.

Nay then, let the devil wear black, for I'll have a suit of
sables.

What is got over the devil's back is spent under his belly.

What is got over the devil's back is spent under his belly.

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.