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George Meredith

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On a starred night Prince Lucifer uprose.
Tired of his dark dominion swung the fiend.
--
Lucifer in Starlight, l. 1-2 (1883).

 
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Like a fiend in a cloud,
With howling woe,
After night I do crowd,
And with night will go;
I turn my back to the east,
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No, Faustus, curse thyself, curse Lucifer,
That hath deprived thee of the joys of heaven.
The clock strikes twelve.
Oh, it strikes, it strikes! Now body turn to air,
Or Lucifer will bear thee quick to hell.
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