• Chaucer, Lament of Marie Magdaleine , 204:⁠— “I, loking up unto that rufull rode, Sawe first the visage pale of that figure; But so pitous a sight spotted with blode Sawe never, yet, no living creature; So it exceded the boundes of mesure, That mannes minde with al his wittes five Is nothing able that paine to discrive.” ↩
• From arm to arm of the cross, and from top to bottom. ↩
• Mr. Gary here quotes Chaucer, “Wif of Bath’s Tale,” 6450:⁠— “As thikke as motes in the sonnebeme.” And Milton, “ Penseroso ,” 8:⁠— “As thick and numberless As the gay motes that people the sunbeam.” To these Mr. Wright adds the following from Lucretius, II 113, which in Good’s Tr. runs as follows:⁠— “Not unresembling, if aright I deem, Those motes minute, that, when the obtrusive sun Peeps through some crevice in the shuttered shade The day-dark hall illuming, float amain In his bright beam, and wage eternal war.” ↩
• Words from a hymn in praise of Christ, say the commentators, but they do not say from what hymn. ↩
• The living seals are the celestial spheres, which impress themselves on all beneath them, and increase in power as they are higher. ↩