at no great distance from the beat and bite
of those same waves behind which, in its course,
the sun, at times, hides from all mortal sight,
a fortunate village lies in its protection
of the great shield on which two lions are,
one subjugating and one in subjection.
Within its walls was born the ardent one,
true lover and true knight of the Christian faith;
bread to his followers, to his foes a stone.
Dante, Paradiso, Canto XII, lines 49-57, John Ciardi translation.Van Morrison: St. Dominic's Preview (Link)
Upper: El Greco, St. Dominic, ca. 1600
Lower: Karel de Provost (attributed), Dominican Martyrs Killed by Mongols during the Second mongol Invasion of Poland, 17th century.