Archbishop

  Peter Abelard, I have summoned you here to respond to Canon

  Fulbert's charges

  He accuses you of

  Blasphemy and heresy

 Fulbert

  And lechery with my niece

Archbishop

  That's past, Fulbert

  They're married now

  Though they choose to live apart

  He can't deny

  They're married now

 Fulbert

  It's lechery with my niece

Archbishop

  What else, Fulbert? What else?

 Fulbert

  He called the Holy Mother religion ...

Archbishop

  A what, Fulbert?

 Fulbert

  He called the Holy Mother religion a ...

Archbishop

  A what, Fulbert?

 Fulbert

  A whore, Archbishop. A whore!

Archbishop

  Did you? Well, did you?



Abelard

  I saw a virgin of light

  A celestial, beautiful bride

  Stained and abused in the night

  By her many lovers

  Who are people like you, Archbishop

  You parade around in silk and ermine, turning your eyes from the

  naked in the street, turning your noses from the stench of their sores

  while you perfume your bodies with oriental incense, while you erect

  vast treasuries in your banks, and lie, and lie, and lie! It is you who

  abuse the virgin of light and turn her into a whore!



  Whispers

  Heresy, blasphemy, lechery



Abelard

  I saw a virgin of light

  A celestial, beautiful bride