fiend demanded how they dared to trespass “where never hero braved his rage before?” He then told them “that every year the shipwrecked should be made to deplore their foolhardiness.” According to Barreto, the “Spirit of the Cape” was one of the giants who stormed heaven.— Camoëns: The Lusiad (1572).

In me the Spirit of the Cape behold …
That rock by you the “Cape of Tempests” named …
With wide-stretched piles I guard …
Great Adamastor is my dreaded name.

   —Canto v.

Spirit of the Mountain (The), that peculiar melancholy sound which precedes a heavy storm, very observable in hilly and mountainous countries.

The wind was abroad in the oaks. The Spirit of the Mountain roared. The blast came rustling through the hall.—Ossian: Dar-Thula.

Spirito, the Holy Ghost as the friend of man, personified in canto ix. of The Purple Island, by Phineas Fletcher (1633). He was married to Ura nia, and their offspring are: Knowledge, Contemplation, Care, Humility, Obedience, Faith or Fido, Penitence, Elpinus or Hope, and Love the foster-son of Gratitude. (Latin, spiritus, “spirit.”)

Spitfire (Will), or Will Spittal, serving-boy of Roger Wildrake the dissipated royalist.—Sir W. Scott: Woodstock (time, Commonwealth).

Spittle Cure for Blindness. Spittle was once deemed a sovereign remedy for ophthalmia.—Pliny: Natural History, xxviii. 7.

The blind man restored to sight by Vespasian was cured by anointing his eyes with spittle.—Tacitus: History, iv. 81; Suetonius: Vespasian, vii.

When [Jesus] had thus spoken, He spat on the ground, and made clay of the spittle, and He anointed the eyes of the blind man with the clay.—John ix. 6.

He cometh to Bethsaida; and they bring a blind man unto Him, … and He took the blind man by the hand, and … when He had spit on his eyes … He asked him if he saw ought.—Mark viii. 22, 23.

Splendid Shilling (The), a poem in imitation of Milton’s style, by John Philips (1703). (Good.) It begins thus—

Happy the man who, void of care and strife,
In silken or in leathern purse retains
A splendid shilling. He nor heart with pain
New oysters cried, nor sighs for cheerful ale.

  By PanEris using Melati.

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