'His last act was to sacrifice a Count
And thereby screen a scandal of the Church!
Guido condemned, the Canon justified
Of course,—delinquents of his cloth go free!'
And so the Luthers chuckle, Calvins scowl,
So thy hand helps Molinos to the chair
Whence he may hold forth till doom's day on just
These petit-maître priestlings,—in the choir,
Sanctus et Benedictus, with a brush
Of soft guitar-strings that obey the thumb,