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

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