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Such self-assurance need not fear the spite
Of grudging foes, ne favor seek of friends;
But in the stay of her own steadfast might,
Neither to one herself or other bends.
Most happy she that most assured doth rest,
But he most happy who such one loves best.
OPEN the temple-gates unto my love.
Open them wide that she may enter in,
And all the posts adorn as doth behove,
And all the pillars deck with garlands
For to receive this saint with honor due,
That cometh in to you.
With trembling steps and humble rev-
She comethin before the Almighty's view:
Of her, ye virgins ! learn obedience,
When so ye come into these holy places,
To humble your proud faces.
Bring her up to the high altar, that she
The sacred ceremonies there partake,
The which do endless matrimony make;
And let the roaring organs loudly play
The praises of the Lord, in lively notes,
The whiles with hollow throats
The choristers the joyous anthems sing,
That all the woods may answer, and
their echo ring.
Behold whiles she before the altar stands,
Hearing the holy priest that to her speaks,
And blesses her with his two happy hands,
How red the roses flush up in her cheeks
And the pure snow, with goodly vermeil
Like crimson dyed in grain,
That even the angels, which continually
About the sacred altar do remain,
Forget their service, and about her fly,
Oft peeping in her face, that seems more
The more they on it stare;
But her sad eyes, still fastened on the
Are governed with goodly modesty,
That suffers not one look to glance awry,
Which may let in a little thought un-
Why blush ye, Love! to give to me your
The pledge of all your band?
Sing, ye sweet angels! Alleluia sing,
That all the woods may answer, and your echo ring.
ONE day, nigh weary of the irksome way, From her unhasty beast she did alight;
And on the grass her dainty limbs did lay In secret shadow, far from all men's sight; From her fair head her fillet she undight, And laid her stole aside : her angel's face, As the great eye of heaven, shined bright, And made a sunshine in a shady place;
Did never mortal eye behold such heav
It fortunéd, out of the thickest wood,
A ramping lion rushed suddenly,
Hunting full greedy after savage blood;
Soon as the royal virgin he did spy,
With gaping mouth at her ran greedily,
To have at once devoured her tendercorse;
But to the prey when as he drew more
His bloody rage assuagéd with remorse,
And, with the sight amazed, forgot his
Instead thereof he kissed her weary feet,
And licked her lily hands with fawning
As he her wrongéd innocence did weet.
O how can beauty master the most strong,
And simple truth subdue avenging wrong!
Whose yielded pride and proud submis-
slon, Still dreading death, when she had markéd long, Her heart 'gan melt in great compassion, And drizzling tears did shed for pure affection.
The lion would not leave her desolate, But with her went along, as a strong guard Of her chaste person, and a faithful mate Of her sad troubles, and misfortunes hard. Still, when she slept, he kept both watch and ward ; And, when she waked, he waited diligent, With humble service to her will prepared: From her faireyes he took commandment, And ever by her looks conceived her intent.