All this happened many, many years ago.
Servetus is dead.
All our statues and memorial tablets will not bring him back to life again.
Calvin is dead.
A thousand volumes of abuse will not disturb the ashes of his unknown grave.
They are all of them dead, those ardent reformers who during the trial had shuddered with fear lest the blasphemous scoundrel be allowed to escape, those staunch pillars of the Church who after the execution broke forth into paeans of praise and wrote each other, “All hail to Geneva! The deed is done.”
They are all of them dead, and perhaps it were best they were forgotten too.
Only let us have a care.