Better to reign in Hell, than to serve in Heaven.
Better to reign in Hell, than to serve in Heaven.
Better to rule in Hell than to serve in Heaven.
Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.
All hell broke loose.
Long is the way And hard, that out of hell leads up to light.
The hell within him.
The mind can make a heaven out of hell or a hell out of heaven
Hell Grew darker at their frown.
Nor jealousy Was understood, the injur'd lover's hell.
Nor aught availed him now to have built in heaven high towers nor did he scrape by all his engines, but was headlong sent with his industrious crew to build in hell.
Which way shall I fly Infinite wrath and infinite despair Which way I fly is hell myself am hell And in the lowest deep a lower deep, Still threat'ning to devour me, opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.
Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven.
The other shape, If shape it might be call'd that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either,black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on. Satan was now at hand.
Black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart.
Let none admire That riches grow in hell that soil may best Deserve the precious bane.
The mind is its own place and in itself, can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
Storied of old in high immortal verse Of dire chimeras and enchanted isles, And rifted rocks whose entrance leads to Hell.
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