‘What you allege is somewhat many might deceive.
Each word upon your tongues is surely out of place,
As lisping talk of son to sire, without preface.
Your rash objections would deserve to be chastised,
But that I have decreed that mercy’s higher prized.430
Behold, O angels! Since you’ve made confusion strange,
In you henceforth I’ve placed a sense of doubt and change!
Since you demur, and I refrain from chastisement,
None can gainsay my mercy; none may raise comment.
A hundred mothers, fathers, meet not My decree!