His majesty on this was heard to say: 
          If truth these shadows to my ears convey,
          With ease our glory we may now augment: 
          I’m fully bent to try th’ experiment. 
          With this design we must some demon send,
          Who wily art with prudence well can blend;
          And, not content with watching Hymen’s flock,
          Must add his own experience to the stock.

          Thesable senate instantly approved
          The proposition that the monarch moved;
          Belphegor was to execute the work;
          The proper talent in him seemed to lurk: 
          All ears and eyes, a prying knave in grain
          In short, the very thing they wished to gain.

          Thathe might all expense and cost defray,
          They gave him num’rous bills without delay,
          And credit too, in ev’ry place of note,
          With various things that might their plan promote. 
          He was, besides, the human lot to fill,
          Of pleasure and of pain:—­of good and ill;
          In fact, whate’er for mortals was designed,
          With his legation was to be combined. 
          He might by industry and wily art,
          His own afflictions dissipate in part;
          But die he could not, nor his country see,
          Till he ten years complete on earth should be.

          Beholdhim trav’lling o’er th’ extensive space;
          Between the realms of darkness and our race. 
          To pass it, scarcely he a moment took;
          On Florence instantly he cast a look;—­
          Delighted with the beauty of the spot,
          He there resolved to fix his earthly lot,
          Regarding it as proper for his wiles,
          A city famed for wanton freaks and guiles. 
          Belphegor soon a noble mansion hired,
          And furnished it with ev’ry thing desired;
          As signor Roderick he designed to pass;
          His equipage was large of ev’ry class;
          Expense anticipating day by day,
          What, in ten years, he had to throw away.

          Hisnoble entertainments raised surprise;
          Magnificence alone would not suffice;
          Delightful pleasures he dispensed around,
          And flattery abundantly was found,
          An art in which a demon should excel: 
          No devil surely e’er was liked so well. 
          His heart was soon the object of the fair;
          To please Belphegor was their constant care.

          Wholib’rally with presents smoothes the road,
          Will meet no obstacles to love’s abode. 
          In ev’ry situation they are sweet,
          I’ve often said, and now the same repeat: 
          The primum mobile of human kind,
          Are gold and silver, through the world we find.