That they lackéd strength and courage, And they failed to turn and follow, p. 44Save a very little number, Who restrained their lusts and wishes, And gave heed unto the sayings Which the kindly spirits bore them, Gaining power, the more they harken’d, To withstand the evil spirits, And to baffle their endeavours. These went to the land of Blisses; But for one who Sero passéd Through the wicket on his right hand, Going to the holy regions, Seven passéd on his left hand, Going to the pit of terrors. Now that I have told you fairly, Shewing as is due to render Of the powers of King Nimæra And his three most favored princes, Giving Sero’s own description Of the wonders of the regions Which lie hid within the wickets Which he ever proudly guardeth, Will you listen when I tell you,— Will you hearken to the stories I can give you of Nimæra, And his three most powerful princes, And their dealings with the people? p. 45I shall do my best to render Stories such as will entice you; Though my voice is low and feeble, Though my pen is slow and wayward, Never moving fair and fluent, As the spirit which directs it Would that it should move and tell you. They shall but be little stories, Gathered from the many records Which the people kept and courted In their halls, and towns, and cities. p. 18 p. 19 p. 20 p. 21 p. 22 p. 23 p. 24 p. 25 p. 26 p. 27 p. 28