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The Oriflamme, Vol. I, No. I

…h wagon a dragon, each beer mug a flagon that brims with ambrosial wine. I went to the city and found it a pity the devil was playing at hell, And ten million mortals had entered hell's portals and thought they were all doing well. I said: "See, dear people, on every church steeple an imp of the devil at play, See ghouls cut their capers in daily newspapers and fiends in police courts hold sway; The mountains are palaces, women are chalices meant to be supped and not sold, The desert a banquet hall set for a festival, ripe for the free and the …