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Onward he gallops through enchanted gloom.
The spectres of the forest, dark and dim, / And shadows of vast death environ him -- / Onward he spurs victorious over doom.
Before his eyes that love's far fires illume -- / Where courage sits, impregnable and grim -- / The form and features of "her" beauty swim, / Beckoning him on with looks that fears consume.
The thought of her distress, her lips to kiss, / Mails him with triple might; and so at last / To Lust's huge keep he comes; its giant wall, / Wild-towering, frowning from the precipice; / And through its gate, borne like a bugle blast, / O'er night and hell he thunders to his all.