J52.5; E202| Gibbon arose with a lash of steel t295
J52.6; E202| And Voltaire with a wracking wheel
J52.7; E202| The Schools in clouds of learning rolld t296
J52.8; E202| Arose with War in iron & gold.
J52.9; E202| Thou lazy Monk they sound afar t297
J52.10; E202| In vain condemning glorious War t298
J52.11; E202| And in your Cell you shall ever dwell t299
J52.12; E202| Rise War & bind him in his Cell.
J52.13; E202| The blood. red ran from the Grey Monks side
J52.14; E202| His hands & feet were wounded wide
J52.15; E202| His body bent, his arms & knees
J52.16; E202| Like to the roots of ancient trees
J52.17; E202| When Satan first the black bow bent t300
J52.18; E202| And the Moral Law from the Gospel rent
J52.19; E202| He forgd the Law into a Sword
J52.20; E202| And spilld the blood of mercys Lord.
J52.25; E202| For a Tear is an Intellectual thing; t303
J52.26; E202| And a Sigh is the Sword of an Angel King
J52.27; E202| And the bitter groan of a Martyrs woe t304
J52.28; E202| Is an Arrow from the Almighties Bow!
Chap 3 [plates 53-75]