I ransack all the lower firmament,
In unapparent darkness lags behind:
Whom once again with adjuration new
Of all the spirits whom these signs subdue,
Whether by land or water, night or day,
Whether awake or sleeping, yea or nay,
I summon now before me.—
Enter slowly a veiled Figure of Justina.
The Figure. What dark spell
From the sequester’d sadness of my cell,