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Your father, your brother, Crispus, now this

Oh Fausta, are you in the third heaven?

In the body or not? Eusebius knows

Were you there on that hill

When the virgin-born king became Quirinus?

Now Remus the brother in Christ returns

As Zeus raped Leda, Christ rapes the world

Beneath the temple of mirrors, a flower is hidden

Did I see you smiling

In the ruins of the Serapeum?

In hoc signo vinces

We know the lion by its claw

After the council of Nicaea,

Constantine boiled Fausta alive

In Rembrandt’s Rape of Proserpina,

there is a sky behind the sky