Or, my scrofulous French novelOn grey paper with blunt type!Simply glance at it, you grovelHand and foot in Belial's gripe (lines 57-60)
The speaker owns a "scrofulous," or morally corrupt, French novel. Why
would a monk, who has sworn a vow of chastity, own an erotic novel?
Especially one that would get you in trouble with the demon Belial after
a single glance? ("Gripe," by the way, means grip here.)
If I double down its pagesAt the woeful sixteenth print (lines 61-62)
The speaker is awfully familiar with this erotic French novel... he
knows exactly what page has the really naughty parts in it. It's like
the one book in the school library with a sex scene in it that always
falls open right to that page.