...of the primeval priest's assum'd power  when eternals spurn'd back his religion  and gave him a place in the north obscure  shadowly, void, solitary    Eternals, I hear your call gladly  dictate swift winged words, and fear  not to unfold your dark vision of torment    "Impia Tortorum longos his turba  furores sanguinis innocui  non satiata, aluit  Sospite nuin patria, fracto nuin funeris antro,  mors ubi dira fuit vita salusque tenent"