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The Lord of the Castle of Indolence.
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The Heavenly things in earthly symbols writ:
He knew the blood-red sweetness of the vine,
Yet did not therefore at the revel sit;
But straining out the very wine of wine,
Lived calm and pure and glad in drunkenness divine.

XI.

Without an effort the imperial sun

With ever ample life of light doth feed
The spheres revolving round it every one:
So all his heart and soul and thought and deed
Flowed freely forth for every brother's need;
He knew no difference between good and ill,
But as the sun doth nourish flower and weed
With self-same bounty, he too ever still
Lived blessing all alike with equal loving will.

XII.

The all-bestowing sun is clothed with splendour,

The all-supporting sun doth reign supreme;
So must eternal justice ever render
Each unsought payment to its last extreme: