The best of glory with her sufferings:
By whom, I see, you labour all you can
To plant your heart! and set your thoughts as near
His glorious mansion as your powers can bear. (1814.)
Page [221].
Or rather, as we stand on holy earth.
And have the dead around us.
Leo. You, Sir, could help me to the history
Of half these graves?
Priest. For eight-score winters past,