He summoned his brood and all the birds of the heavens.
He said to them in calling:
“Rise you quickly upon your two wings!
It is not of the rotten flesh of dogs or of sheep; it is of the flesh of Christians that we will be eating!”
“Old sea-crow, listen; tell me—what do you hold there?”
“I hold the head of the Chief of the Army; I wish to have his two red eyes.
I tear out his two eyes, because he has torn out thine own.”
“And you, fox, tell me—what do you hold there?”
“I hold his heart, which was false as mine is;
The heart which desired your death, and long ago plotted your death.”