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Chapter 6

           ThenLucifer,fullofwrath,turnedontheMasteroftheSpheres,andflungforthhisrecklessdefiance,cryingaloud‘WiltthoumakeofthisslightpoorcreatureanAngelevenasI?Idoprotestagainsttheeandcondemn!Lo,ifthoumakestManinOurimageIwilldestroyhimutterly,asunfittosharewithmethesplendoursofThyWisdomthegloryofThylove!’AndtheVoiceSupremeinaccentsterribleandbeautifulreplied;‘Lucifer,SonoftheMorning,fullwelldostthouknowthatnevercananidleorwastedwordbespokenbeforeMe.ForFree-willisthegiftoftheImmortals;thereforewhatthousayest,thoumustneedsdo!Fall,proudSpiritfromthyhighestate!thouandthycompanionswiththee!andreturnnomoretillManhimselfredeemthee!Eachhumansoulthatyieldsuntothytemptingshallbeanewbarriersetbetweentheeandheaven;eachonethatofitsownchoicedothrepelandovercomethee,shalllifttheenearerthylosthome!Whentheworldrejectsthee,Iwillpardonandagainreceivetheebutnottillthen.’"

           "Ineverheardexactlythatversionofthelegendbefore,"Isaid"TheideathatManshouldredeemthedevilisquitenewtome."

           "Isit?"andhelookedatmefixedly"Wellitisoneformofthestory,andbynomeansthemostunpoetical.PoorLucifer!Hispunishmentisofcourseeternal,andthedistancebetweenhimselfandHeavenmustberapidlyincreasingeverydayforManwillneverassisthimtoretrievehiserror.

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