Poem Opposing Cadalus
1.
Alas the apostolic chair, once the glory of the world,
Now for pain you have made it the workshop of Simon;
Hammers wear away the anvil, they are the money of hell.
2.
By the just judgement of God that awful condition of life happens,,
So that whoever establishes once the apostolic chair,
Does not cease to redeem, until he is destroyed by evil.
3.
Have been assaulted with anathema
He holds the Pestilential seat with priest murderers of Christ;
The earth becomes to him (hard as) iron, the seat of heaven as bronze.