[…] innumerable Legions of his Angels of Light, the warm gleames of whose presence is able to make the Mountains to reek and smoak, and to awake that fiery principle that lies dormient in the Earth into a devouring flame.
Refreshed from my little rest, I am left to guard the turrets as the bhoy goes to fetch his beloved who has returned from her daily toils
And the highwayman came riding— / Riding—riding— / The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
But we have known Williams and Richards, names not found in sacred story, but familiar to our country, prove as gracious saints as any Safe deliverance, Fight the good fight of faith, or such like,
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