"And on his brest a bloodie crosse he bore, The deare remembrance of his dying Lord, For whose sweete sake that glorious badge he wore, And dead, as living, ever him ador'd; Upon his shield the like was also scor'd, For soveraine hope, which in his helpe he had. Right, faithfull, true he was in deede and word: But of his cheere did seeme too solemne sad; Yet nothing did he dread, but ever was ydrad."
JACQUES DE MOLAY.
GRANDE MAITRE DE L'ORDRE DU TEMPLE.
