And when this holy housewifery was paff, XXI. Her vows fhe fends to Heav'n, which thither fly And there the of that precious linen fpreads, Entire; not broken by unthinking haste; Like finner's sparks that in ascending die. Which in the confecrated month is fpun By Lombard brides; for whom in empty beds Their bridegrooms figh till the fucceeding moon. |