Of rustling pinions? Did you know a presence
That darkened all the horizon with its wings?
Nay, I can stand alone. Unhand me, Peter!
Lord Cardinals and Prelates to your knees!
Take you my blessing, ’tis my latest hour!
[All kneel.
All ye who have been true to Holy Church.
Take my last blessing. All who have been false,
Take ye my—Catherine! Catherine! O my God! (Dies.)
[Curtain.