Mutual Love, The Crown Of All Our

A Bevy Of Fair Women.

Antichrist Is Mammon's Son.

Hence, Loathèd Melancholy, Of Cerberus And Blackest Midnight Born, In Stygian Cave Forlorn, 'mongst Horrid Shapes, And Shrieks, And Sights Unholy.

A Poet Soaring In The High Reason Of His Fancies, With His Garland And Singing Robes About Him.

Heaven, The Seat Of Bliss, Brooks Not The Works Of Violence And War.