Category Archives: Pride

Sonnet 30: On Milton’s Satan

Signet of splendor, model of wisdom,
Corrupted by pride, full of ambition.
Combustion in Son, flames to imprison—
Lucifer plummets, clique to perdition.
Condemned to brimstone, angels be devils,
Attack His Redoubt? Corrupt His Man made?
Elected by fraud, cloistered right vassals,
Contrition forsook; lapsarian swayed.
Th’ Apostate impeaches God for Man’s fall—
Bids Four Horsemen deracinate His Word:
Plague, Famine, War, Death smite Creation’s thrall—
Man serves hell’s reign better than heaven’s Lord?
Free will o’er High Providence backs façade—
Justifies the ways of Satan to God.

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Sonnet 13: Arch Umbrage

Rapt by shades of psyche! My moiety
Of good wanes meet to my waxing shadow:
My pride’s conceit—void of reality.
Bedeviled! How ought I to undergo?
The fiendish shadow jags to bleed-out fair
Reason ere sponges my wits from my brain—
Depleted esse, dearth of pith—Oh nightmare!
Grey eminence tries to rule sane insane.
Till myself-absorbs-myself to waken—
I refuse refuge in Elysium
To do time in dwale ‘twixt Lord and Satan:
Love mine arch umbrage from Delirium‽
Adjure and jubilate! Lest I project
Shadows of Guernica—life painted wrecked.

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