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a glass clearly, darkly in the mind.
    IX.8.        Little by little see it grow
            Till cut off short by hammer-blow.
    VI.9.        Watch him go, heel and toe,
            Across the wide Karroo!
    II.10.        In expectation to be rich
            Here you reach the highest pitch.
    VII.10.        Of this, concerning nothing, much—
            Too often do we hear of such!
    XII.10.        O’er land and sea, passing on deadly wings,
            Pain to the strong, to weaklings death it brings.
    I.11.        Requests like these, however long they be,
            Stop just too soon for common courtesy.
    XI.11.        Caesar, the living dead salute thee here,
            Facing for thy delight tooth, claw, and spear.
    I.12.        One word had served, but he in ranting vein
            ‘Lend me your ears’ must mouth o’er Caesar slain.
    X.12.        Helical circumvolution
            Adumbrates correct solution.
    I.13.        One that works for Irish men
            Both by word and deed and pen.
     
        ‘That’s an easy one,’ said Miss Marryat.
     
    IV.13.        Seven out of twelve this number makes complete
            As the sun journeys on from seat to seat.
    XIV.13.        My brothers play with planets; Cicero,
            Master of words, my master is below.
    I.14.        Free of her jesses let the falcon fly,
            With sight undimmed into the azure sky.
    X.14.        And so you dine with Borgia? Let me lend
            You this as a precaution, my poor friend.
    I.15.        Friendship carried to excess
            Got him in a horrid mess.
    XI.15.        Smooth and elastic and, I guess,
            The dearest treasure you possess.
     
    Down.
    1.I.           If step by step the Steppes you wander through
            Many of those in this, of these in those you’ll view.
     
      ‘Bunter,’ said Lord Peter, ‘bring me a whisky-and-soda!’
     
    11.I.        If me without my head you do,
            Then generously my head renew,
            Or put it to my hinder end—
            Your cheer it shall nor may nor mend.
    1.II.           Quietly, quietly, ’twixt edge and edge,
            Do this unto the thin end of the wedge.
    10.II.        ‘Something that hath a reference to my state?’
            Just as you like, it shall be written straight.
    1.III.           When all is read, then give the world its due,
            And never need the world read this of you.
     
        ‘That’s a comfort,’ said Lady Mary. ‘It shows we’re on the right lines.’
     
    4.III.           Sing Nunc Dimittis and Magnificat—
            But look a little farther back than that.
    14.III.        Here in brief epitome
            Attribute of royalty.
    1.IV.           Lo! at a glance
            The Spanish gipsy and her dance.
    10.IV.        Bring me skin and a needle or a stick—
            A needle does it slowly, a stick does it quick.
    1.V.           It was a brazen business when
            King Phalaris made these for men.
    11.V.        This king (of whom not much is known),
            By Heaven’s mercy was o’erthrown.
    2.VI.           ‘Bid farewell?’ Nay, in this
            The sterner Roman stands by that which is.
    7.VI.           This the termination is
            Of many minds’ activities.
    12.VI.        I mingle on Norwegian shore,
            With ebbing water’s backward roar.
    6.VII.           I stand, a ladder to renown,
            Set ’twixt the stars and Milan town.
    1.VIII.           Highest and lowliest both to me lay claim,
            The little hyssop and the king of fame.
     
        ‘That makes that point about the squares clear,’ said Mary.
        ‘I think it’s even more significant,’ said her brother.
     
    9.VIII.           This sensible old man refused to tread