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