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"Sooner will I with Cerberus exchange My office (and _his_ is no sinecure) Than see this royal Bedlam-bigot range[gv] The azure fields of Heaven, of that be sure!" "Saint!" replied Satan, "you do well to avenge The wrongs he made your satellites endure; And if to this exchange you should be given, I'll try to coax _our_ Cerberus up to Heaven!"