John Baldock

And God knows best.

history is like the story of the elephant in the dark: no one can see the whole picture.

ocean was never fouled by the mouth of a dog.’

I have heard your plea. Come forth, and wherever you go victory will be yours.’

Every horse has its stable, every beast its stall, every bird its nest. An

O sour-faced one, you spoke evil of me in my presence, but then a vulture’s beak always stinks of putrefied flesh.
Your face bore witness to your foul words, for baseness always shows on the face of a nobody.
I have a Friend and Beloved, so churn out your hate and venom; but be warned, the ocean was never fouled by the mouth of a dog.
The Holy City has become inundated with Frankish pigs, yet has that brought the Holy Temple into disrepute?