Cease, Henry, cease!—no farther shalt thou go;—
For words like these should not alone be deemed
Unworthy of a prince of Portugal,—
A Master of the Order of the Cross,—
But of the meanest serf that sits beneath
The throne, or the barbarian hind whose eyes
Have never seen the light of Christian faith.
No doubt, my brother—who is now with God—
May in his will have placed the words you bring,
But never with a thought they should be read