And ladies like a little spice of Mars.—[MS. erased.]
[KR] {438}The false attempt at Truth——.—[MS.]
[580] {439}[Compare—
"Lo! Erin, thy Lord!
Kiss his foot with thy blessing"——
The Irish Avatar, stanza 14, Poetical Works, 1901, iv. 558.]
Kiss hands—or feet—or what Man by and by
Will kiss, not in sad metaphor—but earnest,
Unless on Tyrants' sterns—we turn the sternest.—[MS.]