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Hence, to the realms of Night, dire Demon, hence!

Thy chain of adamant can bind

That little world, the human mind,

And sink its noblest powers to impotence.

Wake the lion's loudest roar,

Clot his shaggy mane with gore,

With flashing fury bid his eye-balls shine;

Meek is his savage, sullen soul, to thine!
Thy touch, thy deadening touch has steel’d the breast, a
Whence, thro' her rainbow-shower, soft Pity smil'd;

Has clos'd the heart each godlike virtue blest,

To all the silent pleadings of his child.

At thy command he plants the dagger deep,

At thy command exults, tho' Nature bids him weep!

I. 2.

When, with a frown that froze the peopled earth, b

Thou dartedst thy huge head from high,

Night wav'd her banners o'er the sky,

And, brooding, gave her shapeless shadows birth.

Rocking on the billowy air,

Ha! what withering phantoms glare!

As blows the blast with many a sudden swell,

At each dead pause, what shrill-ton’d voices yell!

The sheeted spectre, rising from the tomb,

Points at the murderer's stab, and shudders by;

In every grove is felt a heavier gloom,

That veils its genius from the vulgar eye;

The spirit of the water rides the storm,

And, thro' the mist, reveals the terrors of his form.

I. 3.

O'er solid seas, where Winter reigns,

And holds each mountain-wave in chains,

The fur-clad savage, ere he guides his deer

By glistering star-light thro' the snow,

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She hurls the torch! she fans the fire!

To die is to be blest: f

She clasps her lord to part no more,

And, sighing, sinks! but sinks to soar.

O'ershadowing Scotia's desert coast,

The Sisters sail in dusky state, 8

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