SATAN.

[From Paradise Lost.]

He scarce had ceased when the superior Fiend

Was moving toward the shore: his ponderous shield,

Etherial temper, massy, large and round,

Behind him cast; the broad circumference

Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb

Through optic glass the Tuscan artist[[125]] views

At evening from the top of Fesole,[[126]]

Or in Valdamo, to descry new lands,

Rivers or mountains on her spotty globe.

His spear (to equal which the tallest pine

Hewn on Norwegian hills, to be the mast

Of some great ammiral, were but a wand)

He walked with, to support uneasy steps

Over the burning marle, not like those steps

On heaven's azure; and the torrid clime

Smote on him sore beside, vaulted with fire.

Nathless he so endured, till on the beach

Of that inflamèd sea he stood, and called

His legions, angel-forms, who lay entranced

Thick as autumnal leaves that strew the brooks

In Vallombrosa, where the Etrurian shades

High over-arched embower, or scattered sedge

Afloat, when with fierce winds Orion armed

Hath vexed the Red Sea coast, whose waves o'erthrew

Busiris and his Memphian chivalry,

While with perfidious hatred they pursued

The sojourners of Goshen, who beheld

From the safe shore their floating carcasses

And broken chariot-wheels: so thick bestrewn,

Abject and lost lay these, covering the flood,

Under amazement of their hideous change.

[125] Galileo.
[126] A hill near Florence.

ON THE LATE MASSACRE IN PIEDMONT.[[127]]

Avenge, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones

Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold;

Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old,

When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones,

Forget not: in thy book record their groans

Who were thy sheep, and in their ancient fold

Slain by the bloody Piedmontese, that rolled

Mother with infant down the rocks. Their moans

The vales redoubled to the hills, and they

To heaven. Their martyred blood and ashes sow

O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway

The triple Tyrant,[[128]] that from these may grow

A hundred-fold, who, having learnt thy way,

Early may fly the Babylonian woe.[[129]]

[127] This sonnet refers to the persecution instituted in 1655 by the Duke of Savoy against the Vaudois Protestants.
[128] The Pope, who wore the triple crown or tiara.
[129] The Papacy, with which the Protestant reformers identified Babylon the Great, the "Scarlet Woman" of Revelation.