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Orleton had been sent on an embassy to the Papal court, but he was there consulted by the Queen whether the King should be allowed to live. His answer was the ambiguous line: "Edwardum occidere nolite timere bonum est." Doubt, in such a case, is certain to end in evil.

And I dare not look back on it, my heart is so weak. My father, how am I to repent of what is past, when I dare not think of it? To think of it is to renew the sin.” “ ‘Puer meus, noli timere,’ ” answered the priest; “ ‘si transieris per ignem, odor ejus non erit in te.’ In penance, the grace of God carries you without harm through thoughts and words which would harm you apart from it.”

Give me leave, therefore, without offence, always to live and die in this mind: that he is not worthy to live at all that, for fear or danger of death, shunneth his country's service and his own honour, seeing that death is inevitable and the fame of virtue immortal, wherefore in this behalf mutare vel timere sperno.

And as another says: "Non est, ut putas, virtus, pater, Timere vitam; sed malis ingentibus Obstare, nec se vertere, ac retro dare." Or as this: "Rebus in adversis facile est contemnere mortem Fortius ille facit, qui miser esse potest."

Peaceful life was not what they desired, and an honourable death had no terrors for them. Theirs was the old Grecian spirit, and the great heart of the Theban poet lived again in them: 'Seeing, in Gilbert's own brave words, 'that death is inevitable, and the fame of virtue is immortal; wherefore in this behalf mutare vel timere sperno.

The difficulty that M. Bayle has imagined in connexion with Strato seems a little too subtle and far-fetched. That is termed: timere, ubi non est timor. He makes another difficulty, which has just as slight a foundation, namely, that God would be subjected to a kind of fatum.

At the further end of the hall yawned a great fireplace of white marble, with the lions and lilies of the Somerset arms carved in oak above it, and a long gilt scroll bearing the family motto, "Mutare vel timere sperno." The massive tables at which we sat were loaded with silver chargers and candelabra, and bright with the rich plate for which Badminton was famous.

"Oh, my brother! my brother!" moaned poor Adrian; "the glory of his house, the glory of Devon!" "Ah! what will the queen say?" asked Mrs. Hawkins through her tears. "Tell me," asked Adrian, "had he the jewel on when he died?" "The queen's jewel? He always wore that, and his own posy too, 'Mutare vel timere sperno. He wore it; and he lived it." "Ay," said Adrian, "the same to the last!"

Motionless, too, as if they had been carved in stone like the leopard and wyvern over their heads, sat all the lords and ladies, embodying in themselves the words of the motto there graven, Mulaxe Vel Timere Sperno. Motionless sat the ladies beneath the dais, but their faces were troubled and pale, for Amanda was one of them, and their imaginations were busy with what might now be befalling her.

They still beheld the splendid mechanism of government, the glitter and the pomp of armies, triumphal processions, new monuments of victory, the proud eagles, and all the emblems of unlimited dominion. What had they to fear? "Nihil est, Quirites, quod timere possitis." Nor to the eye of contemporaries was the great change, which had gradually taken place since the reign of Trajan, apparent.