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plotted in the den of his lordship over men;

He wrought his grim array and he hungered for the Day.

Then the loosing-word was spoken; then the seal of Hell was broken;

Then its Princes were assembled for the feast;

But against the Vandal night rose the star of Freedom's light,

And a world was called together for the binding of the Beast.

They have seen it for their star; they have come from near and far;

From the forges of the North go the men and young men forth,