There swift return Diurnal, merely to officiate light Round this opacous earth, this punctual spot.
And, re-assembling our afflicted powers, consult how we may henceforth most offend.
Sable-vested Night, eldest of things.
Arm the obdured breast with stubborn patience as with triple steel.
Who can in reason then or right assume monarchy over such as live by right his equals, if in power or splendor less, in freedom equal?
Dark with excessive bright.