Ite mei, quid enim ulterius, quid vultis, ocelli? Leniter obductis ite superciliis. Immo et adhuc et adhuc, iterumque iterumque videte; Accipite haec totis lumina luminibus. Jamque ite; et tutis ô vos bene claudite vallis: Servate haec totis lumina luminibus. Primum est, quod potui te, Christe, videre: secundum, Te viso, recta jam potuisse mori.[61] _Now lettest Thou Thy servant depart in peace._ Begone, mine eyes; what would ye see beside? Go now in peace 'neath darkening brows to hide. Once and again, and yet again; behold; With one long gaze His beams in yours enfold. Then go, and guard your treasure safe from foes, And fast in yours those beams of His enclose. To look on Thee, O Christ, this first have I; Then, having look'd on Thee, straightway to die. CL. C. _In segetem sacram._ Matt. xiii. 24. Ecce suam implorat, demisso vertice, falcem: Tu segeti falcem da, Pater alme, suam. Tu falcem non das? messem tu, Christe, moraris? Hoc ipsum falx est; haec mora messis erit. _Good seed in the field._ Its sickle it implores with head bow'd low; Its sickle on the corn-field, Lord, bestow. Refusest Thou? The harvest dost delay? The sickle this--hence fuller harvest-day. G. CI. _Coepit lacrymis rigare pedes ejus, et capillis extergebat._ Luc. vii. 37. Unda sacras sordes lambit placidissima: flavae Lambit et hanc undam lucida flamma comae. Illa per has sordes it purior unda; simulque Ille per has lucet purior ignis aquas. _She began to wash His feet with teares, and wipe them with the haires of her head._ Her eyes' flood lickes His feets' faire staine; Her hair's flame lickes up that againe. This flame thus quencht hath brighter beames; This flood thus stainèd fairer streames. CR. ANOTHER RENDERING. With placid force the gentle wave That consecrated dust doth lave, And a bright flame of golden hair Doth lave in light those waters fair. Purer the trickling waters shine Through contact with that dust divine; And purer through the waters' flow That flame of lucent fire doth glow. CL. CII. _Quid vis tibi faciam?_ Luc. xviii. 41. Quid volo, Christe, rogas? quippe ah volo, Christe, videre: Quippe ad te, dulcis Christe, videre volo. At video, fideique oculis te nunc quoque figo: Est mihi, quae nunquam est non oculata, fides. Sed quamvis videam, tamen ah volo, Christe, videre: Sed quoniam video, Christe, videre volo. _What seekest that I do to thee?_ Askest, O Christ, my wish? My Christ I wish to see: To see Thee, O my sweet Christ, to see Thee. But, lo, I see; for now on Thee I fix faith's eye, And gazing so, dimness and darkness fly. But though I see, yet, ah, my Christ I wish to see; And since I see, O Christ, I would see Thee. G. CIII.