“Ye are vipers, ye are blindworms, “Rattlesnakes, disgusting adders, “Poisonous toads--Christ soon will surely “Tread you out like empty bladders! “Or, accursèd people, would ye “Save your souls so wretched rather? “Flee the synagogues of evil, “Seek the bosom of your Father. “Flee to love’s bright radiant churches, “Where the well of mercy bubbles “For your sakes in hallow’d basins,-- “Hide your heads there from your troubles. “Wash away the ancient Adam, “And the vices that deface it; “From your hearts the stains of rancour “Wash, and grace shall then replace it. “Hear ye not the Saviour speaking? “O how well your new names suit you! “Cleanse yourselves upon Christ’s bosom “From the vermin that pollute you. “Yes, our God is very love, is “Like a lamb that’s dearly cherish’d, “And our vices to atone for, “On the cross with meekness perish’d. “Yes, our God is very love, his “Name is Jesus Christ the blessèd; “Of his patience and submission “We aspire to be possessèd. “Therefore are we meek and gentle, “Courteous, never in a passion, “Fond of peace and charitable, “In the Lamb the Saviour’s fashion. “We in heaven shall be hereafter “Into angels blest converted, “Wandering there in bliss with lily “Blossoms in our hands inserted. “In the place of cowls, the purest “Robes shall we when there be wearing, “Made of silk, brocades, and muslin, “Golden lace and ribbons flaring. “No more bald pates! Round our heads there “Will be floating golden tresses; “While our hair some charming virgin “Into pretty topknots dresses. “Winecups will be there presented “Of circumference so spacious, “That, compared with them, the goblets “Made on earth are not capacious. “On the other hand, much smaller “Than the mouths of earthly ladies “Will the mouth be of each woman “Who in heaven our solace made is. “Drinking, kissing, laughing will we “Pass through endless ages proudly, “Singing joyous Hallelujahs, “Kyrie Eleyson loudly.” Thus the Christian ended, and the Monks believed illumination Pierced each heart, and so prepared for The baptismal operation. But the water-hating Hebrews Shook themselves with scornful grinning, Rabbi Juda of Navarre thus His reply meanwhile beginning: “That thou for thy seed mightst dung “My poor soul’s bare field devoutly, “With whole dung-carts of abuse thou “Hast in truth befoul’d me stoutly. “Every one the method follows “To his taste best calculated, “And instead of being angry, “Thank you, I’m propitiated. “Your fine trinitarian doctrine “We poor Jews can never swallow, “Though from earliest days of childhood “Wont the rule of three to follow.