Hot as the famed Chaldean furnace!
Thus, when the heretic Waldenses,
With their co-working Albigenses,
Found, what they thought they might rely on,
A nearer way to go to Zion,
Those saints who trod the beaten path,
Were fill’d so full of godly wrath,
They burnt them off, nor thought it cruel,
As one would burn a load of fuel!
These things I note, to bring to view