The Marriage of Heaven and Hell: The Argument
Rintrah roars and shakes his fires in the burden'd air,Hungry clouds swag on the deep.
Once meek, and in a perilous pathThe just man kept his course alongThe Vale of Death.Roses are planted where thorns grow,And on the barren heathSing the honey bees.
Then the perilous path was planted,And a river and a springOn every cliff and tomb;And on the bleached bonesRed clay brought forth:Till the villain left the paths of easeTo walk in perilous paths, and driveThe just man into barren climes.
Now the sneaking serpent walksIn mild humility;And the just man rages in the wildsWhere lions roam.
Rintrah roars and shakes his fires in the burden'd air,Hungry clouds swag on the deep.
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