"Whatte though I onne a sledde be Thenne Florence, fault'ring ynne her saie, "Thenne welcome dethe! for lyfe eterne I leave thys mortall lyfe: Farewell, vayne world, and alle that's deare, Mye sonnes and lovynge wyfe! "Nowe dethe as welcome to mee comes, 205 Quod Canynge, "Tys a goodlie thynge And from thys world of peyne and grefe To Godde ynne Heav'n to flie." And nowe the belle began to tolle, And claryonnes to sound; 210 Syr Charles hee herde the horses feete 215 A-prancing onne the grounde: And just before the officers His lovynge wyfe came ynne, Praie Godd thatt ev'ry Christian soule 220 Tremblynge these wordyes spoke, "Ah, cruele Edwarde! bloudie kynge! 235 Mye herte ys welle nyghe broke: "I goe to lyfe, and nott to dethe; Before hym went the council-menne, 265 The Freers of Seincte Augustyne next 270 1 slave. 2 fell. * displayed. A dreery spectacle; Hys hedde was placed onne the hyghe Heere, uponne mie true loves grave, crosse, Schalle the baren fleurs be layde, Ynne hyghe-streete most nobile. Nee one hallie Seyncte to save Al the celness of a mayde. Thus was the ende of Bawdin's fate: Gonne to hys death-bedde, Alle under the wyllowe tree. soule, Ynne heav'n Godd's mercie synge! 1 running. 6 sweet. 2 hair. 3 skin. ruddy. 5 cold. I hate the sins that made thee mourn 15 And drove thee from my breast. The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, Help me to tear it from thy throne, And worship only thee. 1 fasten. 4 reeds. 2 grow. 3 elfin. THE TASK From BOOK I more 570 Their fluttering rags, and shows a tawny skin, The vellum of the pedigree they claim. There often wanders one, whom better | Great skill have they in palmistry, and days Saw better clad, in cloak of satin trimmed With lace, and hat with splendid riband bound. 536 A serving-maid was she, and fell in love With one who left her, went to sea, and died. To conjure clean away the gold they touch, Strange! that a creature rational, and cast 575 Her fancy followed him through foaming waves To distant shores, and she would sit and weep His nature, and, though capable of arts By which the world might profit and himself, 540 Self-banished from society, prefer Such health and gaiety of heart enjoy ing much, A bosom heaved with never-ceasing sighs. Need other physic none to heal the effects 591 power |