BOOK THE FOURTH.
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Join in the dance. Why Maiden art thou sad?
Has that rude madman shook thy gentle frame
With his strange frenzies?"
The disgusted Maid,
As sternly sorrowful she frown'd upon him, 435
Replied. "Yes, Charles! that Madman has indeed
Made me most sad. Much had I heard of courts,
Much of the vice and folly that enthrall'd
The masters of mankind. Incredulous
I heard, incredulous that man should bow 440
In homage to the slaves of appetite.
Thron'd in Infinity, the Eternal Justice
Gives or witholds success; by his high will
Withering the uplifted Warrior's sinewy arm.
Victory is his; on whom he delegates 445
His minister of wrath, the Genius waits
Stern-brow'd attendant. In the human heart
Dwells Virtue; milder form! and templed there
Loves her meet altar; and, tho' oft dislodg'd,
Reluctantly she quits her lov'd abode, 450
Has that rude madman shook thy gentle frame
With his strange frenzies?"
The disgusted Maid,
As sternly sorrowful she frown'd upon him, 435
Replied. "Yes, Charles! that Madman has indeed
Made me most sad. Much had I heard of courts,
Much of the vice and folly that enthrall'd
The masters of mankind. Incredulous
I heard, incredulous that man should bow 440
In homage to the slaves of appetite.
Thron'd in Infinity, the Eternal Justice
Gives or witholds success; by his high will
Withering the uplifted Warrior's sinewy arm.
Victory is his; on whom he delegates 445
His minister of wrath, the Genius waits
Stern-brow'd attendant. In the human heart
Dwells Virtue; milder form! and templed there
Loves her meet altar; and, tho' oft dislodg'd,
Reluctantly she quits her lov'd abode, 450
"And
