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 At the Satan  and what sees he?

As the moon stole higher, higher,

Animated seems the Satan,

Wrinkling up his cloudy forehead.

And it seems to the grand master

That betwixt the Satan's fingers

Stretched across his scar marked forehead,

He beheld a tear that glittered.

But a play of lights and shadows,

Muses on the gazing prelate.

Once again refills the goblet

And sinks back into his musings.

As he mused, he saw injustice

In the fate of Satanella.

How had sinned this child of gypsies

In disturbing the procession,

And in throwing but few date-pits

At the monks and on the bishop?

Should at stake she burn for but this?

But it is the will of people,

Threatening to break in fury,

For they hold that Satanella

Is the cause of plague's appearance.

Yes, it is the will of people

Whom the night had barely scattered