The Poems of Madison Cawein, Volume 1 (of 5) Lyrics and old world idylls
Part 18
My lord and brothers, hear me and perpend: This need is first: to make her sceptered Queen Of wide Castile. To make (the second need), Him, whom Ximenes, my friend Cordelier Shall serve as minister, King Ferdinand, Her wedded consort. And the third great need, The last,--which yet is first,--to scour from Spain These Moors, who make a brimstone-odious lair Of that rich region of Granada, which, Like some vile sore of scaly leprosy, Scabs Spain's fair face.
Delay not. Let the Church Divide attention then 'twixt heretics And unclean Jews. So; wash her garments clean!-- King Henry falls. God and Saint Dominick Aid our endeavor! and the Holy See Build firm foundations!--Let the corner-stone Of our most Holy Inquisition here Be mortared with the blood of heretics That its strong structure may endure!--And he, This Torquemada, the Dominican, Made Grand Inquisitor and Cardinal, This monk who writes you now, whose spirit feels That God inspires him with His own desires, Shall blaze God's name in blood upon the world.
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+----------------------------------------------------------------+ | Transcriber Notes: | | | | P. 31. "fragant firmament", changed 'fragant' to 'fragrant'. | | Original text can be found here: | | https://archive.org/details/poemscawein01cawerich | +----------------------------------------------------------------+