That in the wild turmoil,
Horsed on the Proteus,
Thou ridest to power,
And to endurance.

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IV

QUATRAINS AND TRANSLATIONS

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QUATRAINS



A.H.

High was her heart, and yet was well inclined,
Her manners made of bounty well refined;
Far capitals and marble courts, her eye still seemed to see,
Minstrels and kings and high-born dames, and of the best that be.