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.
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Black it stood as night,
Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell,
And shook a dreadful dart; read more
Black it stood as night,
Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell,
And shook a dreadful dart; what seem'd his head
The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Satan was now at hand.
From his brimstone bed, at break of day,
A-walking the Devil is gone,
To look at his read more
From his brimstone bed, at break of day,
A-walking the Devil is gone,
To look at his little snug farm of the world,
And see how his stock went on.
It is Lucifer,
The son of mystery;
And since God suffers him to be,
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It is Lucifer,
The son of mystery;
And since God suffers him to be,
He, too, is God's minister,
And labors for some good
By us not understood.
Culture which smooth the whole world licks,
Also unto the devil sticks.
[Ger., Auch die Kultur, die read more
Culture which smooth the whole world licks,
Also unto the devil sticks.
[Ger., Auch die Kultur, die alle Welt beleckt,
Hat auf den Teufel sich erstreckt.]
Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour.
Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour.
I often laugh at Satan, and there is nothing that makes him so angry as when I attack him to read more
I often laugh at Satan, and there is nothing that makes him so angry as when I attack him to his face, and tell him that through God I am more than a match for him
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.
The Devil is an ass, I do acknowledge it.
The Devil is an ass, I do acknowledge it.
Satan is wiser now than before, and tempts by making rich instead of poor.
Satan is wiser now than before, and tempts by making rich instead of poor.
