Seeks evermore for ruins;—treasures are his craze.
Unless a man receive a pearl from beggar’s hand,
He’ll never venture pearls from beggars to demand.50
For years, should mere opinion wander up and down,
It never will outpass the rents of its torn gown.
Until a fragrance strike thy nostrils from above,
Thou’lt follow thy own nose, but never meet thy love.
Thus spake that new-converted warrior in surprise;
Expressing wonder, such as words may symbolise.
Then added: “O! Command, of Faithful Church thou Prince.[414]