Can Any Mortal Mixture Of

Which Way I Fly Is Hell; Myself Am Hell.

Death From Sin No Power Can Separate.

His Rod Revers'd, And Backward Mutters Of Dissevering Power.

In Argument With Men A Woman Ever Goes By The Worse, Whatever Be Her Cause.

Thus Belial, With Words Clothed In Reason's Garb, Counseled Ignoble Ease, And Peaceful Sloth, Not Peace.