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And from the roof a diamond light emits;
Rubies and amethysts their glows commix'd
With the gay topaz, and the softer ray
Shot from the sapphire, and the emerald's hue,
And bright pyropus.
There on golden seats,
A numerous, sullen, melancholy train
Sat silent. "Maiden, these," said Theodore,
Are they who let the love of wealth absorb



    O call me home again dear Chief! and put me
    To yoking foxes, milking of he-goats,
    Pounding of water in a mortar, laving
    The sea dry with a nutshell, gathering all
    The leaves are fallen this autumn—making ropes of sand,
    Catching the winds together in a net,
    Mustering of ants, and numbering atoms, all
    That Hell and you thought exquisite torments, rather
    Than stay me here a thought more. I would sooner
    Keep fleas within a circle, and be accomptant
    A thousand year which of ’em, and how far
    Outleap’d the other, than endure a minute
    Such as I have within.
    B. Jonson. The Devil is an Ass.