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None of the three ever saw St Edmund's Abbey again, for in one short month the minster with its sister churches was turned to be a spital-house, while the dead lay in heaps, silently waiting to summon to their ghastly company the living that sought to make them a bed. Quaint little Bungay lay snug enough in the embrace of the low vine-crowned hills which half encircled common and town.

The homecoming of the Daughter of Venice was over. Then, at last, came rest, and the sylvan-shades of Asolo vine-crowned among the hills, with the sea spreading far below blue, shimmering, laughing as if she laved but shores of content, under happy skies.

Medusa's snake-enwoven head exhaling poisonous vapour from the livid lips; Leda, swanlike beside her swan lover; Chimaera, in whom many natures mingled and made one; the conflict of a dragon and a lion; S. John conceived not as a prophet but as a vine-crowned Faun, the harbinger of joy: over pictorial motives of this kind, attractive by reason of their complexity or mystery, he loved to brood; and to this fascination of a sphinx-like charm we owe some of his most exquisite drawings.

Take heart, and enter where A lighter Love, vine-crowned, laughs i' the sun, Oblivious of tangled webs ill-spun By ancient wearied weavers, for it may be His guidance leads to lovers of such as we And hearts so credulous as to be won. "Cry Kismet!

But these poems had a very different significance when they were written, in that society in which many did not dare drink wine commonly, considering it as a medicine, or as a beverage injurious to the health, or as a luxury dangerous to morals and the purse; in that time when entire nations, like Gaul, hesitated between the invitations of the ruddy vine-crowned Bacchus, come with his legions victorious, and the desperate supplications of Cervisia, the national mead, pale and fleeing to the forests.

"That came from the Wolfgang sale I gave six hundred for it. It's worth six thousand now you can't find such a piece anywhere. Ah! by George!" with a stifled shout "and that's the Demidoff tazza!" as Faversham lifted up a thing lying in a half-open box that might have been ebony a shallow cup on a stem, with a young vine-crowned Bacchus for a handle.