Chapter 33 REQUIESCAT IN PACE.

"Fear no more the heat o' th' sun,

Nor the furious winter's rages;

Thou thy worldly task hast done,

Home art gone and ta'en thy wages."

Cymbeline.

"While day and night can bring delight,

Or nature aught of pleasure give;

While joys above my mind can move

For thee, and thee alone I live:

"When that grim foe of joy below