Chapter 74

117.Wave, thou royal purple stream,Gilded by the solar beamIn my goblet sparkling rise,Cheer my heart, and glad mine eyes.My spirit mounts on fancy’s wing,Anointing me a merry king.While I live, I’ll lave my pipe.When I’m dead and gone awayLet my drinking partner sayA month he reigned, but that was ripe.

117.

Wave, thou royal purple stream,Gilded by the solar beamIn my goblet sparkling rise,Cheer my heart, and glad mine eyes.My spirit mounts on fancy’s wing,Anointing me a merry king.While I live, I’ll lave my pipe.When I’m dead and gone awayLet my drinking partner sayA month he reigned, but that was ripe.

Wave, thou royal purple stream,Gilded by the solar beamIn my goblet sparkling rise,Cheer my heart, and glad mine eyes.My spirit mounts on fancy’s wing,Anointing me a merry king.While I live, I’ll lave my pipe.When I’m dead and gone awayLet my drinking partner sayA month he reigned, but that was ripe.

Wave, thou royal purple stream,

Gilded by the solar beam

In my goblet sparkling rise,

Cheer my heart, and glad mine eyes.

My spirit mounts on fancy’s wing,

Anointing me a merry king.

While I live, I’ll lave my pipe.

When I’m dead and gone away

Let my drinking partner say

A month he reigned, but that was ripe.

118.

No gems which pluméd fortune wears,No drop that hangs from beauty’s ears,Nor the bright stars which night’s blue vault adorn,Nor rising suns that gild the vernal morn,Shine with such lustre as the tear that breaksFor other’s woe down virtue’s manly cheeks.

No gems which pluméd fortune wears,No drop that hangs from beauty’s ears,Nor the bright stars which night’s blue vault adorn,Nor rising suns that gild the vernal morn,Shine with such lustre as the tear that breaksFor other’s woe down virtue’s manly cheeks.

No gems which pluméd fortune wears,

No drop that hangs from beauty’s ears,

Nor the bright stars which night’s blue vault adorn,

Nor rising suns that gild the vernal morn,

Shine with such lustre as the tear that breaks

For other’s woe down virtue’s manly cheeks.

119. Frankfort-on-the-Maine.

120. Rib-band.

121. 400 ÷ 16 = 25. √25 = 5—five seconds.

122. Because they have arms and legs.


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