The villain from the heavenly world,—

Sent him to hell fore'er to feel

The ceaseless torments of the wheel.

But his vile offspring stays behind,

The bane and curse of human kind,—

Possessing still the bestial fire,

Which deep disgraced and damn'd the sire:

The same inglorious meanness strays

In the vile veins and verse and lays

Of him, on crutches, devil half,

(At whom his kindred centaurs laugh,)

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In that deformity of hell.

On whom its attributes have fell,

In him, whose shameless, wicked life

Is with abomination rife,

Whose works, thrice damn'd and doubly dead,

The produce of conceit and lead,

Possess no other aim nor end

But foul abuse of foe and friend.

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