Incorporeal, melodious poem by William W. Lord, with introduction and notes. Printed in 1851. Text resized to aid reading.
“And here, at bay, the great apostate turned
Full on his enemy, and frowned despair;
And roused his strength, and to his soul, sublime
With sense of single greatness, while his host
Stood imbecile, up-summoned for this hour
The thoughts of all that he had been in heaven,
Or hoped or claimed on earth, or held in hell.”