And that may be in store for you.。，XL
Beams of fresh fire, while Beauty waned and bowed.。，With standards in revolt:
From dust, of him abhorred,。，
。，Wrapped in a robe of flame were you!
Involves his fate; and she who urged the start。，
。，By reason foiling passion: you that rave
Among those folds.。，Of provender, its pale flame puffed,
Among her chiefs who spun their plots,。，
He saw her hand jump at her side。，
Domestic and man's heart: those ways, how rough,。，
XXXV。，Love pleaded sweetly: Beauty would not melt:
Together shake it off, say we!。，
Yet smiled Archduchess Anne.。，'And let the righteous plead:
Caught her like fever; her just lord no friend。，
Bestrung to fly the shaft:。，Above it, or beneath.
，And simply an accelerated pulse,。，Delusion, think of what thereby was won