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With God a day endures alway; A thousand years are but a day. God said in heaven, “Nor day nor night Now brings the voice of my delight.” Then Gabriel, like a rainbow's birth, Spread his wings, and sank to earth; Entered in flesh the empty cell; Lived there, and played the craftsman well; And, morning, evening, noon, and night, Praised God in place of Theocrite. And from a boy to youth he grew : The man put off the stripling's hue; The man matured, and fell away Into the season of decay; And ever o'er the trade he bent, And ever lived on earth content. God said, “ A praise is in my ear: There is no doubt in it, no fear. So sing old worlds, and so New worlds that from my
go; Clearer loves sound other ways : I miss my little human praise.”
Then forth sprang Gabriel's wings; off fell
Stood the new Pope, Theocrite:
And all his past career
grew a priest, and now stood here.
old at home:
13. THE CHILD AND THE ANGELS.
JHE sabbath's sun was setting low
Amidst the clouds at even: “Our Father," breathed a voice below,
" Father who art in heaven."
Beyond the earth, beyond the clouds,
Those infant words were given : “Our Father," angels sang aloud,
“Father who art in heaven."
“Thy kingdom come,” still from the ground
That child-like voice did pray; “ Thy kingdom come,” God's hosts resound
Far up the starry way.
“Thy will be done,” with little tongue
That lisping love implores; “Thy will be done,” the angelic throng
Sing from the heavenly shores.
“Forever,” still those lips repeat
Their closing evening prayer; “Forever," floats in music sweet
High 'midst the angels there.
14. THE CHILD AND THE DOVE.
THERE sitteth a dove so white and fair,
the lily spray,
The little children pray.
And to heaven's gate hath sped,
The prayers which the children have said.
And back she comes from heaven's gate,
And brings — that dove so mild -
A blessing on every child.
It hears whatever you say, -
Fredrika Bremer (Trans. by Mary Howitt).
O LORD! thou hast searched me and known
thou art there.