220 THE CENTRAL MIDDLE AGES
what a grievous cause has led us to your country; what grave peril—one that
threatens you and all the faithful—has led to our being gathered here.
From the limits of Jerusalem and the city of Constantinople a horrible tale
has spread and has time and again been brought to our ears: namely, that a
race from the kingdom of the Persians—an accursed race, a race utterly alien-
ated from God, a nation which has not directed its heart and has not entrusted
its spirit to God—has invaded the lands of the Christians of the Holy Land
and has massacred them by sword, pillage, and fire. They have led some of
them into their own country as slaves, and have murdered others by the
cruelest tortures. They have destroyed outright many of God’s churches and
have appropriated others for their own religion. They have shattered altars,
after first defiling them with their uncleanness. With force they circumcise the
Christians, and the blood of these circumcisions they spread upon the altars
or pour into the vases of the baptismal fonts. When they decide to torture
people to death, they puncture their navels, pull out one of their intestines,
and bind it to a stake; then they beat and flog their victims around the stake
until the viscera gush forth and the wretches collapse dead to the ground.
Others they bind to posts and riddle with arrows. They stretch out the necks
of others and hack through them with a single blow of their swords. What
shall I say of the despicable rape of the women? No, no—to speak of it would
be worse than to remain silent.
The kingdom of the Greeks lies dismembered by these people, and so much
of its land has been lost that one could not traverse it all in two months’ solid
marching. To whom, then, has the duty of avenging these evils and recovering
this land fallen, if not to you? You, upon whom God has bestowed more
outstanding glory in arms, more greatness in courage, more vitality and
strength than anyone else, all in order that you might bring down the brutes
who resist you.
So let the deeds of your ancestors inspire you and incite your minds to
acts of courage: the glory and greatness of King Charles the Great [Charle-
magne], and of his son Louis, and of all your other kings who have van-
quished the realms of the pagans, and have extended in those lands the reach
of the Holy Church. Let the Holy Sepulcher of the Lord Our Savior, which is
now in the hands of unclean nations, especially incite you, along with the
holy places which are being humiliated and polluted by their filthiness. O
most valiant soldiers, descendants of invincible ancestors all, do not fail us!
Bear in mind always the valor of your fathers!
But if your love of your children, parents, and wives should get in the way,
remember what the Lord says in the Gospel: “No one who prefers father or
mother to me is worthy of me; no one who prefers son or daughter to me is
worthy of me; anyone who does not take his cross and follow in my footsteps
is not worthy of me.” And also: “All those who have forsaken their houses,
brethren, sisters, fathers, mothers, wives, children, and lands for my sake shall
receive a hundred-fold and shall inherit everlasting life.” Therefore don’t let
your possessions detain you, nor worry about your mundane affairs; for this
land that you inhabit, enclosed as it is on all sides by the seas and surrounded
by the mountain peaks, is too small for your vast population; neither does it
abound in wealth; and it produces barely enough food for those who live
here.
That is why you murder and devour one another; why you wage war on
each other; and why you so often destroy each other. Therefore let your hatred
go; let your quarrels end; let your wars cease; and put all your conflicts and
arguments aside. Enter the road to the Holy Sepulcher. Win back the Holy