Is sunful, steep the climbing hill, and I
No longer in my sapling years. Where shade
Invites I’ll weigh the matter duly, which
Hath greater claim on Rome’s authority:
A partly holy man, wholly alive, [Indicating the Priest]
Or an Apostle, wholly holy, dead! [He sits under the tree and falls into a doze.]
Ioannes [a Schoolboy].
Let’s to the river and skip oyster-shells,
Or sail our galleys!
Maximus.