The maid of Redenfayn, an allegory of two worlds, in three books: I The book of loves and dreams . The Book of Loves and Dreams. Supreme for once seemed Hells democracy,— Democracy ? No, demon-ocracy. Purple with frantic rage up Satan sprung, His mace he hurled where loudest seemed the roar, Then from the hall he strode with awful oaths And maledictions dire. The roar of words Abated not, but grew uproarious more. I \iI CANTO 6.

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