His silvered head. And Chrysostom we claim And deep-taught zeal in the same woe, which shone Bright round a Martyr's throne. And Ambrose reared his crosier as of old, Less honoured, but as bold, When in dark times our champion crossed a king:But good in every thing Comes as ill's cure. Dim Future! shall we NEED A prophet for Truth's Creed? d. XCV. GREGORIUS THEOLOGUS. PEACE-LOVING man, of humble heart and true! Fierce is the city's crowd; the lordly few Sore pain it was to thee, till thou didst quit Thy patriarch-throne at length, as though for power unfit. So works the All-wise! our services dividing Not as we ask; For the world's profit, by our gifts deciding See in king's courts loth Jeremiah plead; And slow-tongued Moses rule by eloquence of deed! Yes! thou, bright Angel of the East, didst rear Borne high upon thy clear-voiced accents, where Till that cold city heard thy battle-cry, And hearts were stirred, and deemed a Pentecost was nigh. Thou couldst a people raise, but couldst not rule : So, gentle one, Heaven broke at last the consecrated tool Whose work was done; According thee the lot thou lovedst best, To muse upon times past,—to serve, yet be at rest. d. XCVI. BASIL. BEAUTIFUL flowers round Wisdom's secret well, But dressed with images from Nature's store, And Earth and Heaven, holding communion sweet, * XCVII. THE AFRICAN CHURCH. The gifts and calling of God are without repentance. THE lions prowl around, thy grave to guard, At morn and eve come sounding: yet unscar'd Cyprian, thy chief of watchmen, wise and bold, When Truth upon the solitary shore For the fall'n West may light his beacon as of yore. XCVIII. HOOKER. "The night is far spent, the day is at hand." VOICE of the wise of old! Go breathe thy thrilling whispers now In cells where learned eyes late vigils hold, Voice of the meekest man! Now while the Church for combat arms, Calmly do thou confirm her awful ban, Thy words to her be conquering, soothing charms. Voice of the fearless Saint! Ring like a trump, where gentle hearts : Beat high for truth, but, doubting, cower and faint :Tell them, the hour is come, and they must take their parts. y. |