low; Who, undeluded by mere outward show, To Being's depths would
With gentlemen like you indeed The inward essence from the name we read,
As all too plainly it doth appear, When Beelzebub, Destroyer, Liar, meets the
Part of that power which still Produceth good, whilst ever scheming ill.
What hidden mystery in this riddle lies?
The spirit I, which evermore denies! And justly; for whate'er to light is brought
Deserves again to be reduced to naught; Then better 'twere that naught should
be. Thus all the elements which ye Destruction, Sin, or briefly, Evil, name, As