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518 MEN AND WOMEN
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!I'lost like the centre-spike of gold
Which burns deep in the blue-bell's womb,
What time, with ardours manifold,
The bee goes singing to her groom,
Drunken and overbold.
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Mere conchs I Dot fit for warp or woof I
Till art comcs,-comes to pound and squeeze
And cIarify,-refines to proof
The liquor filtered by degrees,
While the world stands aloof.
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And there's the extract, flasked and fine,
And priced, and saleable at last I
And Hobbs, Nobbs, Stokes and Nokes combine
To paint the future from the past,
Put blue into their linc.
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Hobbs hints blue,-straight he turtle eats.
Nobbs prints bIue,-claret crowns his cup.
Nokes outdares Stokes in azure feats,­
Both gorge. Who fished the murex up ?
What porridge had John Keats?
LXXXV
THE HERETIC'S TRAGEDY
A lIUDDLE-AGJ;; INTERLUDE
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PREADMONISHETH THE ABBOT DEODAET
THE Lord, we look to once for all,
Is the Lord we should look at, all at once:
He knows not to vary, saith St. Paul,
Nor the shadow of turning, for the nonce.
See him no other than as he is ;
Give both the Infinites their due­
Infinite mercy, but, I wis,
As infinite a justice too.
[Organ: plagal-cadence.
As infinite a justice too.
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