"And now no more remains, but to prepare
"To take possession of thy punishment;
"That's thy inheritance, that thy domain,335
"A land of bitter woe, and loud lament.
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"And oh that He, who spread the universe,
"Would cast one pitying glance on thee below!
"Millions of years in torments thou might'st fry,
"But thy eternity!—who can conceive its woe!"340
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He heard, and round with his black eye-balls gaz'd,
Full of despair, and curs'd, and rav'd, and swore:
"And since this is my doom," said he, "call up
"Your wood-mechanics to my chamber door:
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"Blame not on me the ravage to be made;345
"Proclaim,—even Death abhors such woe to see;
"I'll quit the world, while decently I can,
"And leave the work to George my deputy."
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Up rush'd a band, with compasses and scales
To measure his slim carcase, long and lean—350
"Be sure," said he, "to frame my coffin strong,
"You, master workman, and your men, I mean:
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