But no power of life and member, no fountain of earthly honour, no great breath nor acclamation of trumpets, nor bearing of swords naked, nor chrism, nor broad seal, nor homage, nor fealty done, is worth that doom of the Lord to a man; saying, I was naked (Christ is naked!) and ye clothed Me; I was anhungered (Christ is hungry!) and ye gave Me meat; I was in prison (so is Christ!) and ye visited Me.

Therefore again I say unto you, Kings, by the spirit of the Lord which is in me, Let us now go even unto Bethlehem.

Awake, do on your panoplies, shake your sceptres over the armied earth! So Hierusalem, that bride among brides, that exalted virgin, that elect lady crowned with stars, shall sit no longer wasted in the brothel of the heathen: Amen! 'I said; and a great silence fell on all the length and breadth of the church.

King Richard sat up stiff as a tree, staring at the Holy Rood as though he had a vision of something at work.

King Philip of France, moody, was watching his greater brother.