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FRIEDERICH WERNER The Templars in Cyprus


Sir John Froissart's Chronicles of England, France, Spain and the Ajoining Countries from the latter part of the reign of Edward II to the coronation of Henry IV in 12 volumes 

Chronicles of Enguerrand De Monstrelet (Sir John Froissart's Chronicles continuation) in 13 volumes 

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The Templars in Cyprus
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I've given you to share our penury's crust, And Brothers of the Cross ordained you duly ; While, subject to tho Order, you've laid by Henceforth all action's scope, all thought unruly. The rights you owned, this day scpultured lie. Wherefore, to each now member, for his wearing We hand a hucless robe ere ho draw nigh' Whereto tho Master's hand, with thoughtful caring, May one day tint significant supply ; A sacred blood-red sign this robe is bearing, Because you can through blood and death alone Attain tho Highest. Wo keep tho interpretation Of the intersected triangle unshown, And its prime wearer ; haply in reservation For you ; but shun lies' brood, and mark this zone, And what it shows you, which, in midway station, Your higher from your lower parts divides, And yet unites them with a fair adorning. A flame there is that in the ether bides, And where the higher powers revolve is burning, And in puro hearts of men ; this flame's ray rides Aloft, and sevenfold cleft, to colour turning, Tho azuro dyes, the sea, the pastures green, Cloud-lands to us and aëry forms unsealing.— When in our breasts these fervent rays convene, They melt, strange phantasies to sense revealing : Our germs, expanding all to bloom arc seen.— With such a vision o'er our league soft stealing Tho tender Father did its morn endow, Which turned to flowery plains its desert places. He only, whom adorns the girdle now Of innocence, which as a fillet graces That mystic head, can hope himself that brow To see one day ; if, too, his heart embraces That holiest joy, high lovo of hnmankind, Whose gage the girdle is. Take it ! It gnideth 1 Rule XX. To tlie professed Knights, both in winter and summer we give, if they can be procured, white garments, that those who have cast behind them a dark life may know that they arc to commend them-selves to their Creator by a pure and white life, &c.— Tram. 100 TIIE TEMPLARS IX CYPRUS. [ACT

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