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Not there! not there! Invade not Eden; thou foul demon, back; Dare not advance a single footstep, lest My madness, my despair prevail, my heart Forget its natural impulse, and my hand Rid me, at once, of all I fear and hate. Thou shalt not fright me from my purposed way, Even though the panting brutes thy strength restrains Glare not with fury more implacable Than flashes from thine eyes. Insatiate, Eager for blood, let slip the leash; their fangs Will execute the meditated deed, And thou be free from murder. Thou art wise, Prudent in counsel; thou may'st tempt me far Beyond forbearance: faithful ministers, Pursue the chace alone; away! away!