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id: 15946
title: The Original Fables of La Fontaine Rendered into English Prose by Fredk. Colin Tilney
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  girl resented with great self-respect, whilst the father grew a little they let him talk, whilst dogs and men together did more harm in one They asked but little, believing that in a few days help would good people decided that their first wish should be for abundance, and One day he said to the other, "Suppose we left this place and A certain dog who had been taught to carry to his master the mid-day So praising God for all things Hodge took his way home. The cat and the fox, in the manner of good little saints, started out lived in pagan times, would have been made a god, and who holds a place When it came to Cupid, the god of love, to speak he simply said, "I can "Well, your majesty, I know of many people to-day, not among asses, but


id: 5279
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 05
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  But ''twas not known: princesses love conceal, At length, the round the noble Hispal gained. ''Till Hispal succour lent, who saw ''twas vain Said she, ''tis useless, Hispal, to bewail: Besides, fair princess, ev''ry way ''tis clear, The god of love our couple thither brought; Allow me, lovely princess, to prevail; A wind quite fair soon brought him to shore; To gain the princess anxiously he sought; NO haggling, princess pray, my word receive; THE chief hung up:--the princess soon appeared; The princess thought the same; but our gallant, And with the charming fair supply his place, The course they took the princess chanced to view charming fair, said he, be not distressed; replied the princess fair, By these were met our spark and lovely fair; By Mamolin, who loved, she soon believed, Tis past our pow''r to live on love or air Tis past our pow''r to live on love or air


id: 5275
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 01
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  On that day, I shall tear up a fable of La Mothe, a tale of Vergier, or that of certain persons, who only make friends in order to gain voices in judgment to entertain the people of to-day with Tales which are a little neither truth nor probability which makes the beauty and the charm of THE king, surpris''d, expressed a wish to view JOCONDE with joy the king''s proposal heard; Said he, ''twere surely right to have a book, To gain a heart requires full many a day JOCONDE at once replied, with all my heart, Replied the king, more charms we often meet, The very girl, said he, I wish''d to get; IF ceremony ''twere, Joconde replied, TO you I wish the ring, replied young Clod, Astolphus said, my friend you rest should take, Said gay Astolphus we will now, my friend, Who only make friends in order to gain voices in their favour


id: 5277
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 03
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  The queen began to think her husband''s rage My dear, I know your love, but from this bed, The thought was good; to feel the prince began, His fellow servants like himself to mark. A pretty servant-girl a man retain''d. Whose birth-day ''twas:--he soon began to laugh, And presently the servant girl I ey''d; SAID one, a princely husband I have got. She thought that oft the god of love appear''d, To grant the master''s wish the girl was led, This girl no other bed shall have than mine; But play at ease the fond gallant at night; Here ends the trick our wily gossip play''d; Or thou''lt a beating get before ''tis long. That what I''ve seen ''tis folly to believe. That Harry turn''d, and soon the pack-thread felt, And some gallant that night design''d to play While he (good husband!) quietly in bed And then my lady presently gave way.


id: 5278
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 04
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  Where her good spouse a charming house could boast, LOOK, said Quinzica, she''s ashamed ''tis plain ''Tis thy Quinzica, come to seek his love, Said she, with ire, I neither know nor fear; And Pagamin the widow took to wife. E''er felt what oft in Richard rose to view; The lady fancied what the swain had said, Said he the cash I''ve to your lady paid, A CERTAIN husband who, from jealous fear, A GASCON (being heard one day to swear, That he''d possess''d a certain lovely fair,) His wife was Cloris; ''twas with her our dove Took shelter from the Gascon''s forward love, (The Gascon''s friend) on whom gay Cloris hung. Though all admired the lovely belle at view. Loved Phillis to his soul, our lady fair, Believes his wife in bed, and feels at ease. TO gain but Phillis''s smiles, the Gascon said, At this the Gascon swooned, so great his fear,


id: 5276
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 02
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  She''s lady, they replied, to great ''squire Good, The very time he wished at home to spend. ONE night the lady said, with eager eyes, And fond affection for a loving wife. You know, said she, the tree is near the door, THe husband, in a rage, exclaimed, thou jade, In short, ''twas clear our gay gallant desired, said the cobbler, we must see, my dear, sir, replied the cobbler''s wife at ease, And like your ladies full of sense appear? To give you, with a cudgel, thirty blows. To eat the garlick thus, would prove a curse. That, with a cudgel, thirty blows you thwack. The peasant, trembling lest his life was sought; What, Greg''ry, cried my lord, dost feel a heat; Then, said the peer, be cudgelled if you please; Then down with thirty pounds, replied the peer, And trembling cried--''tis up! The blows and garlick gave the trembling swain.


id: 5281
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 07
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  Who loved a certain beauteous belle with truth; Wife, widow, maid, his fond affection sought; RICH Clytia was, and her good spouse, ''tis said, DEATH took at length the husband of the fair; FAIR Clytia round her child with anxious care, ''Twas there the lovely babe had lately heard, Her hand fair Clytia on the youth bestowed, A MANTUAN judge espoused a beauteous fair: WHY would''st thou, friend, said Atis, these destroy? NO sooner said, the lover quickly changed, The dog and pilgrim gave extreme delight She soon returned and told the lovely belle, To give the dog our pilgrim was desired; Howe''er, my little dog to her I''ll grant Besides the pilgrim has a dog, ''tis plain, The beauteous belle was quickly lost to view: DOST wish me, said the black, the house to give, Howe''er, old boy, you presently shall see, The dog a present to your wife was made.


id: 5285
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 11
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  file for those who may wish to sample the author''s ideas before making an Adventures of Renaud d''Ast. Suppose the Author, who has put these tales is no longer the same; it is, in point of fact, quite a new tale; its above all things; his wish is not that our works should border on the are the general motives the Author has had in view. IF these gay tales give pleasure to the FAIR, But when the beauteous FAIR first caught his view, CATELLA (thus was called our lady fair,) SO long your reign, said Richard, o''er my mind, Jack took the pelf from Richard and the dame; With care Minutolo his laughter stopt; No words of mine can Richard''s pleasure tell. ''Tis all as might be wished;--come, smiles bestow; Who knows too much, oft shows a want of sense Who knows too much, oft shows a want of sense


id: 5280
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 06
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  If known:--e''en then ''tis scarcely worth a thought. For though the spark, the charming fair to gain, WHAT should a husband do whose wife is sought, But Damon (such the husband''s name), ''tis clear, Though charms she had, still Damon would remain, Like Damon, husbands nowhere now are found, AND do you think, cried Damon with an air, Calista beauty has; much worth the man, At length, the husband, seeing all was vain, She scarcely spoke; the husband, days remained, Drink from the cup:--with so much art ''tis made, Thus Damon spoke, and to his precious wife The silly husband secrets tried to know, No gold nor jewels Damon left his wife, Cried Damon, when sufficient I can view, ''Tis only to employ the magick cup, In case your wife be chaste, there''ll naught go wrong; At length the magick cup mas made appear; SAID Damon, gentlemen, ''tis pretty clear,


id: 5288
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 14
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  Said he, friend Hans, I know thou feel''st a sting; Let but this ring, howe''er, thy finger grace, NOT far from where the hermit''s cell was placed, Said he, she''ll do, and, if thou manag''st right, I''ll show the way myself: your daughter place, Some time howe''er the females lay in dread; Now, mother, said the girl, I told you well; Come, let us hasten to the hermit''s cell; Away then, cried the mother, let us go; The hypocrite howe''er the hermit played, mother, said the girl, ''tis my belief, BUT when the mother saw her daughter''s case, He told the mother and her daughter fair, Howe''er, be careful, said the wily wight, If I''ve a worthy daughter made a nun, Young friars round the place were oft in view, Said, he should like nun''s service to embrace, Thou''lt ev''ry way, my friend, their wishes suit. THE place, as was expected, soon he got;


id: 5283
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 09
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  NO hope of gaining such a charming fair, ONE, day, old Satan, sov''reign dread of hell; The monarch, as he passed, desired to know Some said--my HUSBAND; others WIFE replied; An art in which a demon should excel: No devil surely e''er was liked so well. said the demon, is a lady gained Honesta often times such noise would make, POOR Rod''rick now no other hope had got, Whose charms corporeal much our demon pleased; Thrice Matthew drove him out from belle and maid. Within her form, the wily demon thought He''d make the demon from the fair depart. For since Belphegor had obliged him thrice, But all in vain:--the man they took by force; THE demon was before our farmer placed; The demon was by Matthew often prayed; THE demon, with surprise, to Matthew cried; Sire, said the demon, it is clearly true, Said he, fair maid whene''er the heart''s on fire,


id: 5286
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 12
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  Where oft the holy fathers pow''rs displayed, Each wife this tithe should personally pay But naught to husbands, parents, friends, reveal; Were forced to keep till morn the friar''s claims, Ten youthful dames brisk friar Fripart took, Who paid with pleasure all the monk could wish; cried the husband with surprise; The holy fathers are to bed retired. To which the lady said:--what don''t you know? A tithe, my dear, the friars always claim.-Like her; in paying tithes, the monks obeyed, I wished this night to pay him all I owe. What dues were paid: what tithes the friars sought; And friar Gerard, in another place, PINUCIO and a friend, one stormy night, But, God be praised, this cradle shows the place To miss his friend''s and take the landlord''s bed. Said he, my friend, I wish I could relate The friend, howe''er, the cradle called to mind,


id: 5287
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 13
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  TO charms and philters, secret spells and prayers, In which Saint Julian''s prayer, to Reynold D''Ast, Possess you not, said one, some secret prayer ''Tis called SAINT JULIAN''S PRAYER that I recite, Perhaps, said Reynold, ''tis your usual care, In travelling, to say, like me, this prayer. Said Reynold, readily I acquiesce; To Castle-William, ere ''twas night, he got, There waited Reynold''s coming at his ease, A youthful widow, charming as the day; The door was ope''d, and Reynold blessed the hand See, said the lady, if within the press Should I give way, said she, who''ll tell the tale? That made her charms so exquisite to view. The swain now praised each charm within his view, And sought, with anxious care, love''s charms to seize. Love''s am''rous recompense of pleasures got. ''Twas time for bed; howe''er, the widow fair ''Twas prudent, doubtless; like a lady wise; Most clearly, Reynold all his wishes gained.


id: 5284
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 10
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  Each friend desired to be her chosen swain, At length, completely tired, two straws he sought To boast how nicely he had gained the day. SICK, Alice grown, and fearing dire event, Let father Andrew instantly be sought:-I father Andrew want, the wight replied, With Andrew, cried the other, would you speak? May I presume to kiss your beauteous bride? With all my heart, replied the humble swain, And William was allowed to have a kiss, That when the gentleman a kiss received, And with my Petronella passed the night. WHEN Sister Jane, who had produced a child, When we with love have equally been free. Depict, I pray, the absent Iris'' face. Thou hast not seen the lovely nymph I''ve named; Take then the Loves and Graces... A little child He begged, "and ope thy door".--"Thy name?" "Let me be bold The playful boy drew out a dart,


id: 5298
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 24
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  THE husband''s dire mishap, and silly maid, A perfect mistress got of heaving sighs. The spark desired to make the girl his wife; The charms of beauty, warmed with fondest love. A sprightly youthful wife to ease his care, A little girl arrived: the husband stared AWAY he to the lady''s father flew, A son-in-law, like you, I once appeared, His lady''s father gave it to efface DAME FORTUNE often loves a laugh to raise, Fair Cloris and myself felt mutual flame; The master came, not doubting all was right; ''Tis said, was led to take her lady''s place. Of Fortune and of Love the quid pro quo. THE servant, having to her mistress said, To meet the belle, and leave to Love the rest, The servant girl was near her mistress found; In short, ''twas such that, when the moment came; HEAV''N guard the FAIR, who meet with ills like these,


id: 5299
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 25
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  How they best their love might crown. The lovers were, and sewed all day, With each he''d passed a blissful night In one short night ten times he''d blessed "My sweet Perrette, how warm my love." NO easy matter ''tis to hold, When Jason''s loved will cause no fear. By day and night devise the means Or lack a lover; nor did Kate; Young Richard saw her, loved her, wooed her-When youthful lovers mingle sighs, The mother loved so well her child Our lovers wished, nor would stop short "I can''t believe your love is true; "And Kate too with her nightingale; "You do not love your child, and will How long to both appeared that day, Sang all night long his pleasing tale, "Of nightingale and change of bed." "Alas, my love, ''tis broad day light, The girl he loved to take to wife, But one, in lovely Kitty''s arms;


id: 5292
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 18
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  GOD, in his goodness, made, one lovely day, Anne and the Parson for my tale to use. The god of love had all they wished concealed Her eyes, howe''er, across had easy view, Much troubled Anne, and filled her breast with fear, What, treat, said he, your priest like base and mean? Said he, I''d have thee know, I was not born, Like clods to labour, dig nor sow the corn; The labourer his produce housed with care; THE Mount''s old man, by means like these, could say; FERONDE had got a spouse of pleasing sight, ''Tis said that bastard-daughters oft retain Howe''er the husband, doubting tricks were played; One day thy soul shall leave this loathsome place, ''Tis thy unruly, jealous mind, said he, Said he, if e''er to life again I''m brought, DISCOURSE like this no pleasure gave the soul: THE humble spouse and wife we now shall leave


id: 5289
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 15
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  None in the town, or round, the like was seen: With ev''ry thing that moved their hopes or fears; If true, said Nicia, what a glorious thing! I''ve seen it with my eyes; ''tis most complete; This very day pray take the thing in hand. And clear the way of ev''ry venom round But now ''twas time the lady should be moved. ''Tis double honour in a woman thought, Said he, your pardon lady now I ask; TOO soon Aurora for our spark appeared; When our good husband''s footsteps thither led; I ev''ry thing shall hear, you may believe; But charming belles with soft enchanting sweets: The husband''s talents pleased her to the life: YE FAIR ''tis thus they oft your kindness treat: The painter''s wife; but soon they filled each glass, The lady equally appeared at ease; Good night was said: their course the belles had run;


id: 5290
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 16
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  A fine gallant at length the lad appeared; A tender flame within her heart retained, The nymph''s was Constance, that LOVE''S arrow shot: As none, howe''er, could think the subtle flame Still pensive sighs her breast appeared to heave: Of youthful beaux and belles, a charming set, And, ''mong the rest, fair Constance was a guest; THE company retired, Camillus said, At length love''s piercing anguish made her speak: The plan which I''ve pursued your love to seek, are fled, and since I felt LOVE''S flame, She thought at first he meant to try her love; Camillus said: my sentiments I''ll speak; I''m satisfied, said he, your love is pure; No, no, sweet fair, you know me not ''tis plain: I truly wish your fondest love to gain; That Constance from Camillus now received, A rich young squire, who soon declared his flame; Soon with the carpet simple Nicaise came,


id: 5293
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 19
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  We know, howe''er, ''tis not your fondest care; To nuns, whose convent near his dwelling lay; Fair Isabella solely got his love, FAIR Isabella now the abbess sent, When in the house of God such things appear; She courage took, and to the abbess said, At length the abbess said:--we''ve now not time KING CANDAULES AND THE DOCTOR OF LAWS KING CANDAULES AND THE DOCTOR OF LAWS In folly''s scenes the king was truly great: Without appearing any thing to veil. Gyges cried, how truly, king, you''re blessed; But had it pleased her wishes, still ''twere right While pleasing the objects Gyges'' eyes beheld; ''Tis difficult intrigues in Rome to get. And soon a meeting place he heard her name. And if he had not got a hundred eyes, In other matters ''tis my wife we view, And take the student''s place by wily art, The doctor otherwise however thought;


id: 5296
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 22
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  And ev''ry thing he said was well expressed; Like alabaster fair; of perfect frame; And lovely fair Theresa) all the care? With scenes like these will Cupid oft surprise, The FAIR will understand: enough is said; (Umbilical, ''tis said) and like a seal: THE husband, when returned, desired to look That when ''tis born you''ll find it wants an ear. Then he prepared for work; the dame gave way; Said he, all other things aside I''ve laid, This ear to finish, and to lend you aid. I could not let a thing remain like this, Your goods and money, ev''ry thing is right; Said he to Alice, go and seek his wife; That Andrew risks the loss of--more than ears, But if an ear-maker, like this, is caught, WITH joy to Andrew''s house fair Alice went; He gave the belle a chair, who looked most nice:--


id: 5297
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 23
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  ''Tis even said that Cupid lent supplies; And fully witnessed by the god of love. A lover e''en superior thought her charms, When hearts, that never felt LOVE''S mighty pow''r, WHEN first Aminta saw young Cleon''s face, For though we may suppose the lovely fair, AMINTA hoped to render Cleon kind; ONE summer''s day, Aminta to her said: My husband may take fire at things like these; That easily, said Cleon, I can do; THREE days had scarcely passed: Aminta came, Aminta o''er my heart desires to reign. ''Tis better far to love than show contempt. When fair Aminta, studious still of ways This said, she presently was out of sight. And then she told him all Aminta said, I loved, cried he, ''tis true; but that is naught, SAID youthful Cleon, now you''ll tell me why A lovely blush o''erspread Aminta''s face, He not a word was told of things designed,


id: 5291
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 17
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  BUT when the friar saw the girl''s design, And said.--To give one wit is this the way? Is this the way?--Said he, ''tis so decreed; Well, said the monk, pray how d''ye find the play? The girl replied: wit will not long delay; TWO days had passed, when came a youthful friend; said the other, little thou can''st know; Yes, madam, said the nun, and think it grace; That men should barter wives, like goods, at ease? He changed; let us, good neighbour do the same; Why, neighbour Stephen, dost thou think me mad, Said he, Antoinetta is confessed Howe''er, we wish the whole to be disclosed, Too much, ''tis said, they must not be exposed. NOW, neighbours, let us fair arrangement make: ANTOINETTA, said the second spouse, SAID t''other:--Don''t so confident appear; ''Tis said, he found her better than at first; HOW silly neighbour Stephen must appear!


id: 5294
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 20
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  Ye FAIR, with charms divine, I know your fame; I wish to prove, e''en saints in fear should live; Her holy wish, the girl to him expressed, Said he, in me you little learning view; I gain the end that pow''rs divine designed. HE with him let the charming belle remain; ''Tis proper that, to please the pow''rs divine; CRIED Alibech, ''tis very truly said, But ''tis so formed that little can be seen, John to the senses things so clearly brought, THE rector to him said, thou''rt poor, my friend, Some day I''ll show thee how thou may''st procure Thy spouse, by magick, I''ll transform each day, But when thy wife''s a mare, she''ll faster go: SAID Peter, parson, clearly you are wise; SAID Peter, pretty work, upon my truth:-Said she to Peter, wretch that I behold! You''ll soon transform me to a charming mare.


id: 5295
title: Tales and Novels of J. de La Fontaine — Volume 21
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  Among the nuns, and like a maiden clad; And, till he got a beard, was sister thought. I speak of nuns, howe''er, whose charms maintain And from it, what was tied, soon gave a spring; The nuns of tender hearts and youthful bloom:-Young man, pray tell me who has placed thee there? In vain the nuns my virtue sought to try; Who soon appeared, with tapers in the hand, Then thou''rt a silly ass, said mistress Nan; When thou art out, or naught would be exact. A lover be:--and wiles you''ll soon pursue. The belle he wished, and who had proved so coy. Said Satan, soon I''ll make her lend an ear, He''ll thy commands obey, thou may''st depend, Will ask for others, which at once thou''lt find; So oft the spark was asked for orders new, THE lover to the crafty devil said:FRIEND Satan, said the lover, you are wrong;


id: 7241
title: Fables of La Fontaine — a New Edition, with Notes
author: La Fontaine, Jean de
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  author of the "History of Spanish Literature," &c.), in praising Mr. Wright''s translation when it first appeared, said La Fontaine''s was "a "Rise," said he, "and come out with me!" His friend asked him what was "I shall let you know," replied La Fontaine, "when we get maintains," said La Fontaine, "that you come to my house daily, not for It is clear that a man who provided so little for himself needed good domestics," said that lady, one day; "I have kept only my dog, my cat, justice to merit other than his own, said of the Fables, "I hardly know a ''Tis said, in time past, with a lion, who sway''d ''Great sire, I know a place,'' said he, ''Let''s fly,'' in haste the old man said. ''Old man,'' said Death, ''one thing is sure,-''A god,'' said he, ''the thing shall be;


