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The legend was told in the days of old,How the fifty wise men met;
And in strength divine, Saint Katherine
Was before the tribunal set.
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Whom we neither may love nor fear,)
That have eyes indeed, but cannot see,
That have ears, but cannot hear:
And their power and their hate we may well contemn,
Who can neither do good nor ill;
And they that make them are like to them,
In spite of their boasted skill:
How the Cæsar sat on the judgment-seat,
And called for the flame and the steel;
And bade them bind her hands and feet
Upon the tormenting wheel:
But the lightning flashed, and the thunder rolled,
By the God of Vengeance sent,
And the fire descended, as once of old,
And the wheel in pieces rent;
And beautiful angels came down from on high,
As in death she calmly lay,
And bare her corpse to Mount Sinai
In Arabia far away:
And they laid her within the rock-hewn cave,
For the days of her strife were o'er:
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Shall be famous evermore!
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