84 REDEMPTION.
Thou canst not Heav'n, inflict a deadlier pang!"
Whilst thus, dispirited, the Devil moans, His eye pervasive scans earth's rolling sphere, Hung as a brilliant in the starry cope, With belts of rosy light enamel'd o'er; Beholds its surface glowing in the sun, Reflecting as a mirror all his beams. With ardent gaze, and circumspection fell, The tempter o'er the passing landscape hangs, From arctic to antarctic, every zone, Each latitude and longitude, surveys; Views Afric's glitt'ring sands and golden coasts, To their extremest verge by cape of Hope, And all the plains o'er which the Nilus flows; The hills and fields of proud Europa gleans, With all their cereal treasures rich imbrown'd , Roams with elated eye o'er Taurian hills, Along Imaus to the farthest bounds Of aureate Chersonesus, befoul'd With blood of strangers, sacrificed; from thence, On either side, dilating those glad slopes By Obi, Lena, Rha and Indus, wash'd, And where the Ganges and Euphrates flow; Thence, with wide sweep, o'er unplough'd seas, to lands, Well known to him, long ere Hispania's son Boldly essay'd, adventurous the main, To Montezuma's golden gates, and thence, To where the Oregonian steppes, eastward Lead on to fertile plains, and inland seas, Like pearls on silver thread continuous strung, From Chippeway to where the Made'waskas Long time, with rites demonic, him adored,
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