God spared not the angels that sinned, but cast them down to hell, and delivered them into chains of darkness, to be reserved unto judgment.—II. Peter, ii. 4.
Divines and dying men may talk of hell,
But in my heart her several torments dwell.
Shakspere.
Hell, their fit habitation, fraught with fire
Unquenchable, the house of woe and pain.
Milton.
Which way shall I fly,
Infinite wrath and infinite despair?
Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell;