The glorious memory of thy sires! 
She is a peasant.  In her veins
Flows common and plebeian blood;
It is such as daily and hourly stains
The dust and the turf of battle plains,
By vassals shed, in a crimson flood,
Without reserve and without reward,
At the slightest summons of their lord! 
But thine is precious; the fore-appointed
Blood of kings, of God’s anointed! 
Moreover, what has the world in store
For one like her, but tears and toil? 
Daughter of sorrow, serf of the soil,
A peasant’s child and a peasant’s wife,
And her soul within her sick and sore
With the roughness and barrenness of life! 
I marvel not at the heart’s recoil
From a fate like this, in one so tender,
Nor at its eagerness to surrender
All the wretchedness, want, and woe
That await it in this world below,
For the unutterable splendor
Of the world of rest beyond the skies. 
So the Church sanctions the sacrifice: 
Therefore inhale this healing balm,
And breathe this fresh life into thine;
Accept the comfort and the calm
She offers, as a gift divine;
Let her fall down and anoint thy feet
With the ointment costly and most sweet
Of her young blood, and thou shalt live.

PRINCE HENRY. 
And will the righteous Heaven forgive? 
No action, whether foal or fair,
Is ever done, but it leaves somewhere
A record, written by fingers ghostly,
As a blessing or a curse, and mostly
In the greater weakness or greater strength
Of the acts which follow it, till at length
The wrongs of ages are redressed,
And the justice of God made manifest!

LUCIFER. 
In ancient records it is stated
That, whenever an evil deed is done,
Another devil is created
To scourge and torment the offending one! 
But evil is only good perverted,
And Lucifer, the bearer of Light,
But an angel fallen and deserted,
Thrust from his Father’s house with a curse
Into the black and endless night.

PRINCE HENRY. 
If justice rules the universe,
From the good actions of good men
Angels of light should be begotten. 
And thus the balance restored again.

LUCIFER. 
Yes; if the world were not so rotten,
And so given over to the Devil!

PRINCE HENRY. 
But this deed, is it good or evil? 
Have I thine absolution free
To do it, and without restriction?

LUCIFER. 
Ay; and from whatsoever sin
Lieth around it and within,
From all crimes in which it may involve thee,
I now release thee and absolve thee!

PRINCE HENRY. 
Give me thy holy benediction.

LUCIFER, stretching forth his hand and muttering. 
      Maledictione perpetua
      Maledicat vos
      Pater eternus!