(For even villains have a sense of shame)
Leapt backwards letting greedy Satan slip
To ground, abject and ignominious
His fall. The save thrust of husband's will
Thus parrying, sweet Sin stands mute, the while
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Dejected Satan to his wife complains:
'It is your duty, haughty bride, to serve
Your lord and master's ev'ry wish. If I
Perceive the faintest motion retrograde
In you I will not cease until I take
My plaint on High, and seek in Heaven's grand
Tribunal just divorce from she who makes
My life a Hell for me." So Satan seeth'd.
But his fair compeer only laughs to hear
A fiend thus call on Heaven, and replies:
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