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LXXXIV.

"What I have written, I have written: let The rest be on his head or mine!" So spoke Old "_Nominis Umbra_;" and while speaking yet, Away he melted in celestial smoke. Then Satan said to Michael, "Don't forget To call George Washington, and John Horne Tooke, And Franklin;"[544]--but at this time there was heard A cry for room, though not a phantom stirred.