[@3Ferdinand II. entered Malebolge May 22nd, 1859@1.] Go down to hell. This end is good to see; The breath is lightened and the sense at ease Because thou art not; sense nor breath there is In what thy body was, whose soul shall be Chief nerve of hell's pained heart eternally. Thou art abolished from the midst of these That art what thou wast: Pius from his knees Blows off the dust that flecked them, bowed for thee. Yea, now the long-tongued slack-lipped litanies Fail, and the priest has no more prayer to sell -- Now the last Jesuit found about thee is The beast that made thy fouler flesh his cell -- Time lays his finger on thee, saying, 'Cease; Here is no room for thee; go down to hell.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GETHSEMANE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A LETTER ON THE USE OF MACHINE GUNS AT WEDDINGS by KENNETH PATCHEN GOOD-BYE DOROTHY GAYLE: OVER THE MACKINAC by KAREN SWENSON THE FOUNTAIN (1) by SARA TEASDALE THE LOVER PLEADS WITH HIS FRIENDS FOR OLD FRIENDS by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE CHILD ALONE: 7. THE LAND OF STORY-BOOKS by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON A RHYMED REVIEW; 'LAUGHING MUSE' (BY ARTHUR GUITERMAN) by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |