XVI. Anonymous Plays: "Arden of Feversham" 312
XVII. Anonymous Plays 313
XVIII. Anonymous Plays 314
XIX. The Many 315
XX. The Many 316
XXI. Epilogue 317





SONNETS




HOPE AND FEAR


Beneath the shadow of dawn's aerial cope,
With eyes enkindled as the sun's own sphere,
Hope from the front of youth in godlike cheer
Looks Godward, past the shades where blind men grope
Round the dark door that prayers nor dreams can ope,
And makes for joy the very darkness dear
That gives her wide wings play; nor dreams that fear
At noon may rise and pierce the heart of hope.
Then, when the soul leaves off to dream and yearn,
May truth first purge her eyesight to discern
What once being known leaves time no power to appal;