Since worth, he cries, in these degenerate days, Wants e'en the cheap reward of empty praise; In those cursed walls, devote to vice and gain, Since unrewarded science toils in vain; Since hope but soothes to double my distress, And every moment leaves my little less; 40 While yet my steady steps no staff sustains, And life, still vigorous, revels in my veins, Grant me, kind Heaven!

With manie garlands for his victories, And with rich spoyles, which late he did purchas Through brave atcheivements from his enemies: 655 Fainting at last through long infirmities, He smote his steed, that straight to heaven him bore, And left me here his losse for to deplore. VI.

The dark blue of the mountains deepened into their night-garb of dusky shadow without any interfusion of dead, ashy color, and the heaven overhead was spangled with all its stars long before the brilliant arch of orange in the west had sunk below the horizon.

Him on the giddy brink Of pearly heaven His fairy anvil clink.

The landlord who squeezes, the workman who strikes and shirks, the lawyer who fogs and obstructs, will know, and will know that most people know, that what he does is done, not under an empty, regardless heaven, but in the face of an unsleeping enemy and in disregard of a continuous urgent necessity for unity.

Punish me strangely heaven, if he escape Of life or fame, that brought this youth to this.

There lie, side by side, on the same level, in cells the size of their bodies, and only distinguished by a marble turban somewhat longer or deepersomewhat rounder or squarerpersonages, in life, far as heaven and earth asunder, in birth, in station, in gifts of nature, and in long laboured acquirements.

It cannot be my spirit, For that was thine before; I ceded all of dust I knew, What opulence the more Had I, a humble maiden, Whose farthest of degree Was that she might, Some distant heaven, Dwell timidly with thee! VI.