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It shines for us in vain, while drooping sadness
Touch our chill'd hearts with vernal smile,
Our wintry course do Thou beguile, Nor by the wayside ruins let us mourn, Who have th' eternal towers for our appointed bourne. LII.
SECOND SUNDAY AFTER
Marvel not, my brethren, if the world hate you. We know that we have passed from death unto life, because we love the brethren. 1 St. John iii. 13.
THE clouds that wrap the setting sun
When Autumn's softest gleams are ending,
In sweet confusion blending :-
When up some woodland dale we catch
The many twinkling smile of ocean,
ποντίων τε κυμάτων ανήριθμον γέλασμα. ...
Æschyl. Prom. 89.
Or with pleas'd ear bewilder'd watch
His chime of restless motion;
Wouldst thou the life of souls discern ?
Nor human wisdom nor divine
Love is life's only sign.
But he, whose heart will bound to mark
The full bright burst of summer morn, Loves too each little dewy spark
By leaf or flow'ret worn : Cheap forms, and common hues, 'tis true, Through the bright shower-drop meet his view; The colouring may be of this earth; The lustre comes of heavenly birth.
Even so, who loves the Lord aright,
No soul of man can worthless find ; All will be precious in his sight,
Since Christ on all hath shin'd: But chiefly Christian souls; for they, Though worn and soild with sinful clay, Are yet, to eyes that see them true, All glistening with baptismal dew.
Then marvel not, if such as bask
In purest light of innocence,
Spite of all dark offence.
No distance breaks the tie of blood :
Brothers are brothers evermore; Nor wrong, nor wrath of deadliest mood,
That magic may o'erpower; Oft, ere the common source be known, The kindred drops will claim their own,
And throbbing pulses silently
So is it with true Christian hearts;
Their mutual share in Jesus' blood
Of holiest brotherhood :
There is much need : for not as yet
Are we in shelter or repose, The holy house is still beset
With leaguer of stern foes ; Wild thoughts within, bad men without, All evil spirits round about, Are banded in unblest device, To spoil Love's earthly paradise.
Then draw we nearer day by day,
Each to his brethren, all to God;