Furtum qui recuperat:
Illi vita restauratur,
Hic ad fidem properat.
Firmilian.
No more was needed to confirm my mind!
That stanza blows all thoughts of pity off,
As empty straws are scattered by the wind!
For I have been the victim of the Jews,
Who, by vile barter, have absorbed my means.
Did I not pawn—for that same flagrant stuff,