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Richard Condon
A Trembling Upon Rome

God averted His eye As the purpled cardinals Raised up the lie Of a guilty Church, As unctuous Latin psalms Were chanted, As Johannus Hus ranted, As the cardinals swayed And slanted In mincing lurch, Jewelled rings extended To hope, knee bended, Aspergilla tended, Censers carrying out the search. Choirs shrilled their hymns to power, Holy, holy be its name, Eternal light and shining tower, Sword of might and sacred flame. The Keeners' Manual
`If the future and the past, really, exist, where are they?' St Augustine