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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed.  Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Germany: Vols. XVII–XVIII.  1876–79.
 
Strasburg
The Spire of Strasburg Cathedral
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807–1882)
 
(From The Golden Legend)

Night and storm. LUCIFER, with the Powers of the Air, trying to tear down the Cross.

LUCIFER
HASTEN! hasten!
O ye spirits!
From its station drag the ponderous
Cross of iron, that to mock us
Is uplifted high in air!        5
 
VOICES
O we cannot!
For around it
All the Saints and Guardian Angels
Throng in legions to protect it;
They defeat us everywhere!        10
 
THE BELLS
        Laudo Deum verum!
        Plebem voco!
        Congrego clerum!
 
LUCIFER
Lower! lower!
Hover downward!        15
Seize the loud, vociferous bells, and
Clashing, clanging, to the pavement
Hurl them from their windy tower!
 
VOICES
All thy thunders
Here are harmless!        20
For these bells have been anointed,
And baptized with holy water!
They defy our utmost power.
 
THE BELLS
        Defunctos ploro!
        Pestem fugo!        25
        Festa decoro!
 
LUCIFER
Shake the casements!
Break the painted
Panes, that flame with gold and crimson;
Scatter them like leaves of Autumn,        30
Swept away before the blast!
 
VOICES
O, we cannot!
The Archangel
Michael flames from every window,
With the sword of fire that drove us        35
Headlong, out of heaven, aghast!
 
THE BELLS
        Funera plango!
        Fulgura frango!
        Sabbata pango!
 
LUCIFER
Aim your lightnings
        40
At the oaken,
Massive, iron-studded portals!
Sack the house of God, and scatter
Wide the ashes of the dead!
 
VOICES
O, we cannot!
        45
The Apostles
And the Martyrs, wrapped in mantles,
Stand as warders at the entrance,
Stand as sentinels o’erhead!
 
THE BELLS
        Excito lentos!
        50
        Dissipo ventos!
        Paco cruentos!
 
LUCIFER
Baffled! baffled!
Inefficient,
Craven spirits! leave this labor        55
Unto Time, the great Destroyer!
Come away, ere night is gone!
 
VOICES
Onward! onward!
With the night-wind,
Over field and farm and forest,        60
Lonely homestead, darksome hamlet,
Blighting all we breathe upon!
 
They sweep away. Organ and Gregorian Chant.

CHOIR
            Nocte surgentes
            Vigilemus omnes!
 
 
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