When Jesus son of Mary second Eve,
Saw Satan fall like lightning down from heaven,
Prince of the air
Milton, Paradise Lost, Book X, 183-5
Prince o the air, how you tumble,
Lord over skies, how you dive,
And soaring above a timely gust
Still you plummet through your realm.
Majestic scion of Heaven itself,
And now King of all Hell,
You reach the bottom of your second princedom,
But do not return so well.
It is unlike me to mock Satan as a character, but here it is quite amusing, in my mind at least, to imagine the great antihero-demon bouncing up and down like he were on a trampoline.
The Hapless Neo-Romantic