text:  But the first time the Infant beset me (as he has doubtless done yourself ) with his chapter of lamentations over the sufferings of Belgium --the lawlessness of the camp--the former loyalty of the provinces--the tenderness of conscience of the heretics --and the eligibility of forbearance and peace --I saw as plain as though the word were inscribed by the burning finger of Satan that the turkois eyes and flaxen ringlets were the text of all this snivelling humanity!' "Blessings on the tender consciences of the heretics who were burning Antwerp and Ghent and plundering the religious houses and putting their priests to the sword!" ejaculated Gonzaga