Behold my flame, my fury,—burning, fiery roar.”
It swallows down a universe in its fell mood;
And instantly shrieks out: “More food! More food! More food!”
God, from nubiquity,[179] His foot will stamp on hell.
Then will it cease to burn: “He willed, and it befell!”[180]
Our fleshly lusts in us are but a part of hell;
Parts have the qualities of their universal.10
The foot of God alone can stamp out hell’s alarms.
Who else but God supreme to bend such bow has arms?
Straight arrows serve alone to be shot from a bow;