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.
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