and after, when pope, at Rome, compelled him, after being convicted, to the abjuration of his opinion; which matters, any person desirous of seeing will find recorded in their proper place. Archbishop Lanfranc and Guimund, the most eloquent man of our times, first monk of St. Leofrid, in Normandy, afterwards bishop of Aversa in Apulia, confuted him; but principally and most forcibly the latter. And, indeed, though Berengar disgraced the earlier part of his life by defending certain heresies, yet he came so much to his senses in riper age, that without hesitation, he was by some esteemed a saint; admired for innumerable good qualities, but especially for his humility and alms-giving: showing himself master of his large possessions, by dispersing, not their slave by hoarding and worshipping them. He was so guarded with respect to female beauty, that he would never suffer a woman to appear before him, lest he should seem to enjoy that beauty with his eye, which he did not desire in his heart. He was used neither to despise the poor nor flatter the rich: to live by nature's rule, "and having food and raiment," in the language of the apostle, "therewith to be content." In consequence, Hildebert, bishop of Mans, a first-rate poet, highly commends him; whose words I have purposely inserted, that I may show this celebrated bishop's regard to his master; and at the same time his opinion will serve for an example to posterity, how he thought a man ought to live: although, perhaps, from the strength of his affection, he may have exceeded the bounds of just commendation.
Shall Berengar, when dead, pursue:
Whom, plac'd on faith's exalted height
The fifth day ravish'd with fell spite:
Sad was that day, and fatal too,
Where grief and loss united grew,
Wherein the church's hope and pride,
The law, with its supporter, died.
What sages taught, or poets sung
Bow'd to his wit, and honey'd tongue.
Then holier wisdom's path he trod,
And fill'd his heart and lips with God.
His soul, his voice, his action prov'd
The great Creator's praise he lov'd.
So good, so wise, his growing fame
Shall soar above the greatest name:
