On hearing the torture was suppressed throughout
the austrian dominions, in consequence of Beccaria's
treatise on crimes and punishments.
Hail to the sage divine of Milan's plains!
Whose labours reach'd the horrors of the cell,
Brought Mercy down from heaven with man to dwell,
And curb'd the biting laws, and check'd the reins
Of Justice too severe. - And, lo! he chains,
At thy command, from off the convict fell,
The wheel appear'd no more, nor scaffold bell
Bade him prepare for more than mortal pains.
Oh! may thy voice pervade the nations round,
And monarchs of their subjects' woes remind;
So shall thy praise o'er earth and seas resound,
Nor shall thy own Italia boast a name
To be compared with thine in future fame,
So loved by all the good, so dear to humankind.
the austrian dominions, in consequence of Beccaria's
treatise on crimes and punishments.
Hail to the sage divine of Milan's plains!
Whose labours reach'd the horrors of the cell,
Brought Mercy down from heaven with man to dwell,
And curb'd the biting laws, and check'd the reins
Of Justice too severe. - And, lo! he chains,
At thy command, from off the convict fell,
The wheel appear'd no more, nor scaffold bell
Bade him prepare for more than mortal pains.
Oh! may thy voice pervade the nations round,
And monarchs of their subjects' woes remind;
So shall thy praise o'er earth and seas resound,
Nor shall thy own Italia boast a name
To be compared with thine in future fame,
So loved by all the good, so dear to humankind.