His figure will abide in history like that of St.Michael in art, an emblem of celestial purity, of celestial zeal, of celestial courage.

It will go down to immortality with its foot upon the dragon of Slavery, and with the sword of the spirit in its hand, but with a tender light in its eye, and a human love in its smile.

Guido and Raphael conceived their "inviolable saint," Invulnerable, impenetrably armed: Such high advantages his innocence Gave him above his foe; not to have sinned, Not to have disobeyed.

In fight he stood Unwearied, unobnoxious to be pained By wounds.
The Michael of the painters, as a critic of genius akin to their own has pointed out, rests upon his prostrate foe light as a morning cloud, no muscle strained, with unhacked sword and unruffled wings, his bright tunic and shining armor without a rent or stain.

Not so with our human champion.