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 And the great Spirit of Good did creep among The nations of mankind, and every tongue Cursed and blasphemed him as he passed; for none Knew good from evil, though their names were hung In mockery o’er the fane where many a groan, As King, and Lord, and God, the conquering Fiend did own. XXIX.

The Fiend, whose name was Legion: Death, Decay, Earthquake and Blight, and Want, and Madness pale, Winged and wan diseases, an array Numerous as leaves that strew the autumnal gale; Poison, a snake in flowers, beneath the veil Of food and mirth, hiding his mortal head; And, without whom all these might naught avail, Fear, Hatred, Faith, and Tyranny, who spread Those subtle nets which snare the living and the dead. XXX.

His spirit is their power, and they his slaves In air, and light, and thought, and language, dwell; And keep their state from palaces to graves, In all resorts of men—invisible, But when, in ebon mirror, Nightmare fell To tyrant or impostor bids them rise, Black winged demon forms—whom, from the hell, His reign and dwelling beneath nether skies, He loosens to their dark and blasting ministries. XXXI.

In the world’s youth his empire was as firm As its foundations—Soon the Spirit of Good, Though in the likeness of a loathsome worm, Sprang from the billows of the formless flood, Which shrank and fled; and with that fiend of blood Renewed the doubtful war—thrones then first shook, And earth’s immense and trampled multitude In hope on their own powers began to look, And Fear, the demon pale, his sanguine shrine forsook. XXXII.

Then Greece arose, and to its bards and sages, In dream, the golden-pinion’d Genii came, Even where they slept amid the night of ages, Steeping their hearts in the divinest flame, Which thy breath kindled, Power of holiest name! And oft in cycles since, when darkness gave New weapons to thy foe, their sunlike fame Upon the combat shone—a light to save, Like Paradise spread forth beyond the shadowy grave.