Go, Dragon! the fair stars smile at thy threat, Secure, serene, in native skies a-glow. Thy throne o'er sky and stars thou fain would'st set; Thou need'st not vault so high to plunge so low. G. LXXXI. _Beatae Virgini credenti._ Luc. ii. 19. Miraris, quid enim faceres? sed et haec quoque credis: Haec uteri credis dulcia monstra tui. En fidei, Regina, tuae dignissima merces: Fida Dei fueras filia; mater eris. _The blessed Virgin believing._ Thou wonderèd'st! how else could'st thou so guarded? Yet thou believ'dst the mighty coming birth; Queen! thy faith's working is full well rewarded; God's daughter, thou God's mother art on earth. G. LXXXII. _Licetne Caesari censum dare?_ Marc. xii. 14. Post tot Scribarum, Christe, in te proelia, tandem Ipse venit Caesar; Caesar in arma venit. Pugnant terribiles non Caesaris ense, sed ense Caesare: quin Caesar vinceris ipse tamen. Hoc quoque tu conscribe tuis, Auguste, triumphis. Sic vinci dignus quis nisi Caesar erat? _Is it lawful to give tribute to Cæsar?_ After so many battles with the Scribes, O Lord, Cæsar himself comes; Cæsar with his sword. They fight not arm'd with Cæsar's sword indeed; But Cæsar as their sword with craft they plead. Conquer'd thyself, O Cæsar, make it known-- Who save thee, worthy so to be o'erthrown. G. LXXXIII. _In tibicines et turbam tumultuantem circa defunctam._ Matt. ix. 23. Vani, quid strepitis? nam quamvis dormiat illa,[58] Non tamen e somno est sic revocanda suo. Expectat solos Christi sopor iste susurros: Dormit enim; sed non omnibus illa tamen. _The minstrels and crowd making a noise about the dead._ Vain mourning this; why make ye such loud noise? She sleeps indeed, but so will not awake. Her sleep waits for the whisper of His voice Who a great promise to her father spake. G. LXXXIV. _Piscatores vocati._ Matt. iv. 19. Ludite jam, pisces, secura per aequora: pisces Nos quoque, sed varia sub ratione, sumus. Non potuisse cápi, vobis spes una salutis: Una salus nobis est, potuisse capi. _The fishermen called._ Play, fishes, in your waters, safely play: We become fishes too, another way. Not to be taken, to you safety brought: But we are then most safe when we are caught. B. ANOTHER RENDERING. Careless, aneath the waves, ye fishes, play: We too are fishes, in a different way; Ye die, we live, being caught; and that for aye. G. ANOTHER. Sport, fishes, now, within the secure sea: Lo, fishes too, in different kind, are we. In shunning nets your hope of safety lay; Our safety is to be the netter's prey. A. LXXXV. _Date Caesari._ Marc. xii. 17.