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He made a line on the blackboard,
one bold stroke from right to left
[Preface] Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace,Believing where we cannot prove;
BOOK IIWhen Prince Æneas from the royal seatThus gan to speak: O Queen, it is thy willI should renew a woe cannot be told,How that the Greeks did spoil and overthrowThe Phrygian wealth and wailful realm of Troy;Those ruthful things that I myself beheld,And whereof no small part fell to my share;Which to express, who could refrain from tears?What Myrmidon? or yet what Dolopes?What stern Ulysses' waged soldier?And lo! moist night now from the welkin falls,And stars declining counsel us to rest
Though grief and fondness in my breast rebel,
I love all sights of earth and skies,From flowers that glow to stars that shine;The comet and the penny show,All curious things, above, below,Hold each in turn my wandering eyes:I claim the Christian Pagan's line,Humani nihil, -- even so, --And is not human life divine?
When soft the western breezes blow,And strolling youths meet sauntering maids,I love to watch the stirring tradesBeneath the Vallombrosa shadesOur much-enduring elms bestow;The vender and his rhetoric's flow,That lambent stream of liquid lies;The bait he dangles from his line,The gudgeon and his gold-washed prize