Neil's "King and the Angel."

Leave me pinned beneath the load
Of foul dishonour, heavier far to bear
page 2 Than all the uprooted mountains of fabled Jove
Cast at the giants. I am a fool,
And play a fool's part well; the most of men
Are fools, and play the parts of wise men ill.
Lesson them and you in courtesy.
Eve newly wakened was not more fair
When first her sweet lips kissed the morning air.
Oh, surely all their woes are lifted off
The denizens of hell and rolled on me—
As a winter cloak in the summer air.
Put off the cumbrous burden of your fears.
Amazement stops
The portals of belief.
Men only pray for who hath done them good.
I love thee
Better than light, or life, or hope of heaven.
Three things there are that all men must obey—
Death once, a king, and a woman ev'ry day.