vile

{24b} “And the gesticulation is vile.”

came miserably infected, which greatly promoted the

vile pedantry of language in the following reign*

How much mischief the most ridiculous instrument

Which, being caught, strikes him that takes it dead;

225 I mean that vile torpedo, Gaveston,

Even in his face his offered gobbets[148] cast.

Let not thy neck by his vile arms be prest,

Nor lean thy soft head on his boisterous breast.

Would Tithon might but talk of thee awhile!

Not one in heaven should be more base and vile.

Thou leav'st his bed, because he's faint through age,

Yet better is't, than if Corcyra's Isle,

Had thee unknown interred in ground most vile.

Thy dying eyes here did thy mother close,

To thee from tortured souls arise.

We sing, but oh the clay is vile

Beneath our feet, and long the mile;

My joy was no idolatry

Upon the ends of the vile earth bent,

For when I loved her most then I