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And yet there are those who say the Church is richer Because it owns the lands, and has the rents and the tithes. They say the monks have their books and their candles, And the bishop has his mitre and his staff; They say the people love them because they are poor. But the hippopotamus asks for none of their love. He laughs at their doctrines and their ceremonies, At the processions and the painted saints; He is not impressed by their crucifixes.