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I wear a Sword, and I dare right my self; And Heaven wou'd pardon it, if I should kill you: But Heav'n forbid I shou'd correct that Law, Which gives you Power, and orders me Obedience. Lord. Very well, Sir, I shall tame that Courage, and punish that Harlot, whoe'er she be, that has seduc'd ye. Bel. How, Harlot, Sir!
this frame Of Heav'n were falling and these elements In mutiny had from her axle torn The steadfast earth. At first La Rochefoucauld seems to have meant to support the cause of the court, expecting to be rewarded for what he had done, or been prepared to do for the Queen.
Fair bashful Boy, hast thou the Power to move, And yet not know the Bus'ness of thy Love? Cel. How in an instant thou hast chill'd my Blood, And made me know no Woman can be good? 'Tis Sin enough to yield but thus to sue Heav'n 'tis my Business and not meant for you. Dia.
Think what Spirit dwells within thee; What a Father's smile is thine; What thy Saviour did to win thee, Child of Heav'n, should'st thou repine? "'Haste then on from grace to glory, Armed by faith, and winged by prayer; Heaven's eternal day's before thee; Heaven's own hand shall guide thee there.
Their moans The vales redoubled to the hills, and they To Heav'n. Their martyr'd blood and ashes sow O'er all the Italian fields, where still doth sway The triple Tyrant; that from these may grow A hundred fold, who having learn'd thy way Early may fly the Babylonian woe.
Let her sing of love and me. If she choose another theme, I'd rather hear a peacock scream. Must I, with attentive eye, Watch her heaving bosom sigh? I will do so, when I see That heaving bosom sigh for me. None but bigots will in vain Adore a heav'n they cannot gain. If I must religious prove To the mighty God of Love, Sure I am it is but fair He, at least, should hear my prayer.
"We'll gae down by Clouden's side, Through the hazels spreading wide, O'er the waves that sweetly glide, To the moon sae clearly. Ghaist nor bogle shalt thou fear, Thou'rt to love and Heav'n sae dear, Nocht of ill may come thee near, My bonnie dear-ie!" "We can get on without Landry. Let's try it again, I have all the words now.
These verses, to which I have supplied a title as above, are, in a sufficiently exact transcription, as follows: Know, then, my brethren, heav'n is cleare, And all the Clouds are gone; The Righteous now shall flourish, and Good dais are coming on. Come, then, my Brethren, and be glad, And eke rejoyce with me: Lawn Sleeves and Rochets shall goe down: And, hey! then up goe we.
Shalt shew me fair Creation! Yea, the very heav'n of heav'ns! With whom these orders originated, unexampled in the history even of tyranny, I shall not venture to say. The major, who was my friend, advised me to persist in not answering. I followed his advice; and it produced this good effect that we mutually forced each other to a capitulation: they restored me my bed, and I was obliged to reply.
But when ye pray use not vain repetitions, As heathens do, for they think their petitions Prevail; when they the same do multiply: Be ye not like to them therefore; for why; Your Father knows what things you need before You ask him, on this wise pray ye therefore. Our Father which art in heav'n, thy name alone Be hallowed. Thy glorious kingdom come. Thy will be done on earth as 'tis in heaven.
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