O Satan, most wise and beautiful of all the angels,
God, betrayed by destiny and bereft of praise,
_Have pity on my long misery!_
Prince of Exile, who hast been trodden down and vanquished,
But who ever risest up again more strong,
_O Satan, have pity on my long misery!_
Thou who knowest all; Emperor of the Kingdoms
that are below the earth,
Healer of human afflictions,
_Have pity on my long misery!_
Thou who in love givest the taste of Paradise
To the Leper, the Outcast and those who are accursed,
_O Satan, have pity on my long misery!_
O thou who, of Death, thy strong old mistress,
Hast begotten the sweet madness of Hope,
_Have pity on my long misery!_
Thou who givest outlaws serenity, and the pride
Which damns a whole people thronging round the scaffold,
_O Satan, have pity on my long misery!_
Thou who knowest in what corners of the envious earth
The jealous God hath hidden the precious stones,
_Have pity on my long misery!_
Thou whose clear eye knoweth the deep arsenals
Wherein the buried metals are sleeping,
_O Satan, have pity on my long misery!_
Thou whose great hand hideth the precipice
And concealeth the abyss from those who walk in sleep,
_Have pity on my long misery!_
Thou who by enchantment makest supple the bones
of the drunkard
When he falleth under the feet of the horses,
_O Satan, have pity on my long misery!_
Thou who didst teach weak men and those who suffer
To mix saltpetre and sulphur,
_Have pity on my long misery!_
Thou, O subtle of thought! who settest thy mask
Upon the brow of the merciless rich man,
_O Satan, have pity on my long misery!_
Thou who fillest the eyes and hearts of maidens
With longing for trifles and the love of forbidden things,
_Have pity on my long misery!_
Staff of those in exile, beacon of those who contrive
strange matters,
Confessor of conspirators and those who are hanged,
_O Satan, have pity on my long misery!_
Sire by adoption of those whom God the Father
Has hunted in anger from terrestrial paradise,
_Have pity on my long misery!_