Now art thou Satan plunged in Hell's black night.

ADAM

All in Damascus God has Adam made,
From dust to human shape, and given him rule
In Paradise, to lord it and enjoy
All bounty, save that single tree alone.
But to temptation is he fallen a prey,
And driven forth to labour and to death.

HUGELINO, COUNT OF PISA

Of Hugelino, Pisa's lord, no tongue
For pity may his sorrow well declare.
For he with his three sons, poor babes as yet,
Immuréd in a tower, was left to die.
Alas! to keep such birds in such a cage
Was cruel sport.
In prison is he now condemned to die,
On a false charge, that one assoiled him of,
And stirred the people's wrath to doom him thus.
But up to now his food at least had he,
Though scant and poor, yet it might him suffice.
Upon a day befell it at the hour
When his jailer was wont to bring his food
He heard the gate shut, but none came him near,
And in his heart the thought upgrew that they
Would starve and bring him foully to his death.
"Alas," he cried, "that ever I was born!"