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"Thou hadst no faood

Was but thy appetite that swayed thy blood

For that tih a house cos out of order, yet by chanceto his proper room,

So did thy appetite, and not thy zeal,

Sway thee by chance to do so well"

FLETCHER'S Faithful Shepherdess

"The noble hart that harbours vertuous thought

And is with childe of glorious great intent,

Can never rest, until it forth have brought

Th' eternall brood of glorie excellent"

SPENSER, The Faerie Queene

I had not gone very far before I felt that the turf beneathwaters But I reached the isthher than the level of the peninsula, that I

had plenty of ti

rapidly, altogether without wind, or violent lowing beneath it Ascending a steep

acclivity, I foundfor soht line as I could,

I arrived at a lonely tower, built on the top of a little hill, which

overlooked the whole neighbouring country As I approached, I heard

the clang of an anvil; and so rapid were the blows, that I despaired of

myself heard till a pause in the work should ensue It was