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The Rhine was red with humane blood, The Danube roll'd a purple tide, On the Euphrates Satan stood And over Asia stretch'd his pride.
He wither'd up sweet Zion's Hill From every Nation of the Earth; He wither'd up Jerusalem's Gates And in a dark Land gave her birth.
He wither'd up the Human Form By laws of sacrifice for sin, Till it became a Mortal Worm, But O! translucent all within.
Spectre of Albion! warlike Fiend! In clouds of blood and ruin roll'd, I here reclaim thee as my own, My Selfhood! Satan! arm'd in gold.
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