And these gems of Heav'n, her starry train.
Let not England forget her precedence of teaching nations how to live.
Better to reign in hell than serve in heav'n.
Abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely: and pined his loss
Which, if not victory, is yet revenge.
Lifted up so high I disdained subjection, and thought one step higher would set me highest.