Chapter 368 of 1964 · 66 words · ~1 min read

CXXXI.

And therefore, with her maid, she thought it best (A virgin always on her maid relies) To place him in the cave for present rest: And when, at last, he opened his black eyes, Their charity increased about their guest; And their compassion grew to such a size, It opened half the turnpike-gates to Heaven-- (St. Paul says, 't is the toll which must be given).