ppress me -- priests, altars, censers, dazzle before me -- toils -- a sriple tiara invests te so naked, so ingenuous -- s, like as in too, -- tri-coroneted like ed, and yet a Protestant -- at once malleus icorum, and myself grand re in my person -- I am Marcion, Ebion, and Cerint not? -- till tray dissipates t, and, a draugrue Lut) at once reconciles me to tionalities of a purer faint and restores to me terrifying aspects of my pleasant- countenanced s and ess.