Publisher's Synopsis
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! Voices. O, we cannot! For around it All the Saints and Guardian Angels Throng in legions to protect it; They defeat us everywhere! The Bells. Laudo Deum verum Plebem voco! Congrego clerum!
