Lucifer’s Vow

The Dæmon aërial stood before the gate of the Moon’s pale shadow
and watched the spheres by laws eternal e’er wand’ring
orbs on high beneath the essences of Light’s colours
in the mists of glorious Æther-tempests—
all their course on wintry night:

“I’ll be damned and I’ll guard o’er
the imprison’d on Earth below
these inventions we bestow
in dreams.”