So strict was the command. (A second death
Was the sad fate for those who disobey’d
Th’ injunctions and the laws therein decreed.)
All, conscious that their lord was on his way
Back to his seat of fame and royalty,
Now look’d direct towards the bloodshot heav’n,
Through which the god of misery was driv’n;
The lurid light increased its sickly tint,
And shed its glare about the continent:
Near to the zenith of the mystic main