...: O come quickly, glorious Lord, and raise my sprite to Thee! THOMAS CAMPION The Pilgrim s Way IVE me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to...scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, THE PILGRIM'S WAY My gown of glory, hope's true gage ; And thus I'll take my pilgrimage. Blood must...

...Festival it is not a far cry to the Pilgrimage — Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of truth to walk upon, My scrip of joy immortal diet : My bottle of salvation. 16 My gown of glory, Hope's true gage And thus I'll take my pilgrimage — Whilst my soul, like a quiet...

...assay of joy and desire, the whole incidence of life and death, and to sing it with inspired words. " Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith...scrip of joy, immortal diet ; My bottle of salvation." In Sir Philip Sidney we came on other forms of the same theosophical progression, cut across too sharply...

...are not to be disregarded. The glory of uncharted seas taught him to speak of life as a pilgrimage : "Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy-immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gage, And thus I'll take my...

...beds of roses." — C. Marlowe. (5) " Then came the Autumn all in yellow clad." — Sperutr. (c) " Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon. " — Saleigh. (d) "Thus clad and fortified, Sir Knight From peaceful home set forth to fight." —...

...in the vigil of what we may call his first execution, he does, it is true, begin very modestly: — Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith...scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation; but, upon approaching heaven, he proceeds: — And when our bottles and all we Are filled with immortality,...

...darkness past, And angels' silver voices stir the air. 32 ,gsg. Adelaide Anne Proctor. THE PILGRIMAGE GIVE me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk npon, My scrip of joy, immortal diet, My bottle of salvation, My gown of glory, hope's true gauge;...

...morning star is quenched in blood. Now I have served my day; and spent are all the riches of my mind. Give me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon, My gown of glory (hope's true gage), And thus I'll make my pilgrimage. But no, it is too late. This is...

...of the pilgrims to his shrine and of mediaeval pilgrims generally. Give me my scallop-shell of quieL My staff of faith to walk upon, My scrip of joy, immortal dieL My bottle of salvation. My gown of glory, hope's true gage, And thus I'll take my pilgrimage....

...written on a window-pane Fain would I climb, yet fear I to fall. 9374 'The Passlonate Man's Pilgrimage' ge ran. salvatlon, My gown of glory, hope's true gage. And thus I'll take my pilgrimage. 9375 (returning to...