"Why should the candid sun excel
My native light, and blind the eye
Of man to my fierce dignity?
It better were he did compel
Me hence, so falling I might spend
My flames to scar His heavenlies,
And quench my hate beneath the seas,
To some strange depth my pathway bend,
And take my end."
-Thomas Banks-
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