Was shamed,—was thunderstruck; his wicked heart did reel.75
He saw that faith can give the lover’s ardent flame.
Self-sacrifice is naught in true devotion’s name.
Thank God! Beelzebub was conquered in that Jew.
Thank God! ’Twas Satan’s self these darksome deeds did rue.
The shame he sought to bring upon the cheeks of some,
A hundredfold was heaped on his own head at home.
He thought from others’ shame the veiling leaf to tear;
He saw them safe, his own foul nakedness laid bare.
A ribald fellow once, by lewdest mob sustained,