He recounts, too, how the Lord
From King Herod’s minions flying,
Went to Egypt, how still later
Death’s sharp pangs he suffer’d, dying.
In the time of Pontius Pilate,
Who subscribed his condemnation,
Urged on by the Jews and cruel
Pharisees’ confederation.
He recounts, too, how the Lord,
Bursting from the tomb’s dark prison
On the third day, into heaven
Had in glorious triumph risen;
How, when ’tis the proper time, he
Would return to earth in splendour,
At Jehoshaphat, to judge there
Every quick and dead offender.
“Tremble, Jews!” exclaim’d the friar,
“At the God whom ye tormented
“Cruelly with thorns and scourges,
“To whose death ye all consented.
“Jews, ye were his murderers! nation
“Of vindictive fierce behaviour!
“Him who comes to free you, still ye
“Slay,—ye murder him, the Saviour.
“Jews, the carrion where the demons
“Coming from the lower regions
“Dwell, your bodies are the barracks
“Of the devil’s wicked legions.
“Thomas of Aquinas says so,
“He is famed in Christian story,
“Call’d the mighty ox of learning,
“Orthodoxy’s light and glory.
“Villain race of Jews! you’re nought but
“Wolves, hyenas, jackals hateful,
“Church-yard prowlers, who deem only
“Flesh of corpses to be grateful.
“Jews, O Jews! you’re hogs and monkeys,
“Monsters cruel and perfidious,
“Whom they call rhinoceroses,
“Crocodiles and vampires hideous.