The Silver Store: Collected from Mediæval Christian and Jewish Mines

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Longmans, Green, and Company, 1868 - Religious poetry - 197 pages
 

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Page 73 - Forth from out the western door Came the Abbot ; him before Went a brother with his crook, And a boy a bell who rung, And a silver censer swung, Whilst another bore the book. Then the Abbot raised his hand, Looking to the swallow band, Saying, " Ite missa est ! Christian birds, depart in peace, As your cares of summer cease, Swallows, enter on your rest. ' " Now the winter snow must fall, Wrapping earth as with a pall, And the stormy winds arise. Go to distant lands where glow Deathless suns, where...
Page 78 - Then he took a tender sapling, Planted it before his cave, Spread his trembling hands above it, As his benison he gave. But he thought, the rain it needeth, That the root may drink and swell : ' God ! I pray Thee send thy showers ! ' So a gentle shower fell. ' Lord ! I ask for beams of summer, Cherishing this little child.
Page 84 - Thus he spake, and at the word They were silent, naught was heard. He continued, with a smile : ' All ye green things on the earth, Bless the Lord who gave you birth, And for ever magnify.
Page 79 - To its God my little tree ; He who made knew what it needed Better than a man like me. 'Laid I on Him no condition, Fixed no ways and means ; so I Wonder not my olive thriveth, Whilst thy olive tree did die.
Page 24 - God will help us In this hour of bitter loss." Then one spied a Robin Redbreast Sitting on a wayside cross. Doubtless came the bird in answer To the words the monk did speak, For a heavy wheat-ear dangled From the Robin's polished beak. Then the brothers, as he dropped it, Picked it up and careful sowed, And abundantly in autumn Reaped the harvest where they strewed.
Page 84 - What ! doth the Creator love Praises from the things that move^ And from things inanimate? " Fie upon me ! Am I sure My intent is half as pure, Praises as acceptable, As the strain, though loud and harsh, Of these dwellers in the marsh ? What am I, that I can tell ? " Turning to the swamp, he cried...

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