Lucifer monologue (Act 1) — Vondel's Lucifer

Though writ in lines of light, what boots a name? Heroic deeds, as this, are ne'er achieved With titles, nor with pomp; not by valor, spirit. And subtle strokes in skill and cunning bred. Thou art a master-wit with craftiness 390 The Spirits to seduce, them to ensnare, To lead and to incite howe'er thou wilt. Thou canst attaint even those among the watch Of most integrity, and teach even those To waver who had thought to waver never. Begin, we see God's legions in two camps Divided, lords and vassals roused to strife And mutiny. The greatest part even now Are blind and deaf, save to their own demands; And one and all cry loudly for a chief. 400 If thou for us a fourth part canst allure, "We'll crown thy craft and dexterous management With place and honor. Go, this plot consider With Belial, for it must be dark indeed, Where he shall lose his way. His countenance, Smooth-varnished with dissimulation's hue, No master in such deep concealment owns. My car I now ascend: think ye this over. The Council hath convened, and now awaits Our own attendance. We shall call you both 410 Within, as soon as ye shall come. And thou, Chief Lord, guard with thy trusty followers This mighty gate that to the palace leads.