" 2. "To Lucius, who was so wasted away by pains in his side, that all doubted of his recovery, the god gave this response: 'Approach thou the altar; take ashes from it, mix them up with wine and then lay thyself on thy sore side.'

He praises very highly such sententiae as "Virtue keeps its luster untarnished," and "know thyself."

Nevertheless, a journey to Ancaster may not be ill for thee; so go thou, as I bid, and thou hadst best go this very evening, for since thou hast abided at the Sheriff's many know thy face, and if thou goest in broad daylight, thou mayst get thyself into a coil with some of his worship's men-at-arms.

Behold me, old friend, and satisfy me that it is thyself by a handshake.

" "Nay, Camillo, thou art incapable of this injustice to thyself!"

Rede well thyself that other folk shall rede; counsel.

Demé thyself that demest others' deed; judge.

Jesus, soothfast God and man, Two kinds knit in one person, The wonder-work that thou began Thou hast fulfilled in flesh and bone. Out of this world wightly thou wan, thou didst win, or make Lifting up thyself alone; [thy way, powerfully.

Why fearest thou the outward foe, When thou thyself thy harm dost feed? Of grief or hurt, of pain or woe, Within each thing is sown the seed.

Then rouse thyself, O earth!

All other loves with which the world doth blind Weak fancies, and stir up affections base, Thou must renounce and utterly displace, And give thyself unto him full and free, That full and freely gave himself to thee.

But of thyself an humble thought retain.

Cast down thyself, and only strive to raise The story of thy Maker's sacred name: Use all thy powers that blessed Power to praise, Which gives the power to be, and use the same.

I have a sin of fear, that when I've spun My last thread, I shall perish on the shore; But swear by thyself, that at my death thy Son Shall shine, as he shines now and heretofore; And having done that, thou hast done: I fear no more.

Nor thou, nor thy religion, dost control The amorousness of an harmonious soul; But thou wouldst have that love thyself: as thou Art jealous, Lord, so I am jealous now.

Attendance of each glorious sprite: Thyself, thy place, thy days, thy state Pass all the thoughts of powers create.

And see where once thyself shalt rangéd be, And look and long for immortality!

O show thyself to me, Or take me up to thee.

O show thyself to me, Or take me up to thee. Come, dearest Lord, pass not this holy season, My flesh and bones and joints do pray; And even my verse, when by the rhyme and reason The word is stay,[100] says ever come.

O show thyself to me, Or take me up to thee.

Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours, Whose speed is but the heavy plummet's pace, And glut thyself with what thy womb devours Which is no more than what is false and vain, And merely mortal dross: So little is our loss!

So when that day and hour shall come, In which thyself will be the sun, Thou'lt find me drest and on my way, Watching the break of thy great day.

* * Lord, 'tis thyself who hast impressed In native light on human breast, That their Creator all Mankind should Father call: A father's love all mortals know, And the love filial which they owe.

Thou canst not cross thyself, or be Less than thyself, or poor; But whatsoever pleaseth thee, That canst thou do, and more.

Thou canst not cross thyself, or be Less than thyself, or poor; But whatsoever pleaseth thee, That canst thou do, and more.