Antichrist Is Mammon's Son.

True It Is That Covetousness Is Rich, Modesty Starves.

I Sung Of Chaos And Eternal Night, Taught By The Heav'nly Muse To Venture Down The Dark Descent, And Up To Reascend.

Arm The Obdured Breast With Stubborn Patience As With Triple Steel.

Hail, Holy Light! Offspring Of Heaven Firstborn! Or Of Th' Eternal Co-eternal Beam, May I Express Thee Unblam'd? Since God Is Light And Never But In Unapproached Light Dwelt From Eternity, Dwelt Then In Thee, Bright Effluence Of Bright Essence Increate!

Midnight Shout And Revelry, Tipsy Dance And Jollity.