Poem by Robert Herrick

Satan

When we 'gainst Satan stoutly fight, the more
He tears and tugs us than he did before;
Neglecting once to cast a frown on those
Whom ease makes his without the help of blows.

1. Upon Mrs Eliz. Wheeler, under the Name of Amarillis
2. The Lily in a Crystal
3. Upon Love: By Way of Question and Answer
4. Orpheus
5. The Present; or, The Bag of the Bee

Richard Crashaw Satan ("Below the bottom of the great Abyss")

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