pro caeca libido! quid hoc est, quod cum se thalamis desponsam mens bona iustis noverit, inque torum regis nuptura vocetur, et regis semper iuvenis senioque repulso divinum decus aeterno servantis in ore, malit adulterium fulvo et se munere vilem vendat nocticolae spurcis conplexibus Indi, aspernata Dei fusam per virginis artus progeniem dulcesque vocans in fornice natos? sentio quam contra moveat pellacia litem, quo dente obnitens spinosa calumnia pugnet nosque lacessito vocet ad luctamina vero.
O blind lust! What means it that the good soul, knowing herself plighted for a true marriage, and called to the kings chamber to be his bride, bride of a king ever young, who keeps the divine beauty for ever on his countenance and admits not the approach of age, would rather choose adultery and sell herself cheap for a gift of gold to the foul embraces of a blackamoor that loves the darkness, while she rejects the Son of God brought forth by a virgins body, and calls children born in a brothel sweet? I know the seductive argument that is brought forward on the other side, the sharp tooth with which stinging malice presses the fight, challenging us to the contest by attacking the truth.
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