My sins are many, I humbly own;
But amid my arsons and murders and rapes,
I never have done a
Ghost harm, 'pon my honor,
And I think that you might let a fellow alone.
"If so be that you 'll disappear
And take your terrible forms away,
A wondrous beautiful cloister I 'll rear;
While, furthermore,
From my plundered store,
One half to the holy Church I 'll pay."
The sole reply to this generous offer
Was: "Give us nor gold nor precious stones;
Our vengeance cannot be bribed, thou scoffer.
Murderer, die,
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