ears

Gallants, look here! this fool's cap[60] has an air, 30

Goodly and smart, with ears of Issachar.

Let no one fool engross it, or confine

The world recedes; it disappears!

Heaven opens on my eyes! my ears

With sounds seraphic ring!

She said: the pitying audience melt in tears;

But Fate and Jove had stopp'd the Baron's ears.

In vain Thalestris with reproach assails,

While Windsor lent us tuneful hours of ease, 70

Our ears the lark, the thrush, the turtle blest,

And Philomela sweetest o'er the rest:

Then Florian, but no livelier than the dame

That whisper’d “ Asses’ ears ” among the sedge,

“My sister.” “Comely, too, by all that’s fair,”

As thro’ the land at eve we went,

And pluck’d the ripen’d ears,

Upon the sides of mirth,

Cover thy lips and eyelids, let thine ears

Be filled with rumour of people sorrowing;

With gold and shod with gold upon the feet;

And with plucked ears of wheat

The first man's hair was wound upon his head: