Thus far in preface—Now I’ll tell
How Spleen arose, when Witchcraft fell.
By vengeful laws the Wizard brood
Long harass’d and at last subdued,
Their black Familiars all repair
Before the throne of Lucifer,
With sad petitions, setting forth
Their many grievances on earth,
What torments they were doom’d to bear
While tending on their Witches there: