To happy convents bosom'd deep in vines,
Where slumber abbots purple as their wines.
2
POPE: _Dunciad,_ Bk. iv., Line 301.


=Abdication.=

I give this heavy weight from off my head,
And this unwieldy sceptre from my hand,
The pride of kingly sway from out my heart;
With mine own tears I wash away my balm,
With mine own hands I give away my crown,
With mine own tongue deny my sacred state,
With mine own breath release all duteous oaths.
3
SHAKS.: _Richard II.,_ Act iv., Sc. 1.


=Abdiel.=

So spake the seraph Abdiel, faithful found;
Among the faithless, faithful only he.
4
MILTON: _Par. Lost,_ Bk. v., Line 896.


=Ability.=

I profess not talking; only this,