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To Nature and to Holy writ
Alone did God the boy commit:
Where flash'd and roar'd the torrent, oft
The straining oar and chamois chase
He knew not that his chosen hand,
-the which he broke!
A CHRISTMAS CAROL.
The Shepherds went their hasty way,
And now they check'd their eager tread,
They told her how a glorious light, Streaming from a heavenly throng, Around them shone, suspending night! While sweeter than a Mother's song, Blest Angels heralded the Saviour's birth, Glory to God on high! and Peace on Earth.
She listen'd to the tale divine,
And closer still the Babe she press'd; And while she cried, the Babe is mine! The milk rush'd faster to her breast:
Joy rose within her, like a summer's morn;
Peace, Peace on Earth! the Prince of Peace is born.
Thou Mother of the Prince of Peace,
O why should this thy soul elate?
And is not War a youthful King,
Beneath his footsteps laurels spring;
Him Earth's majestic monarch's hail
Their Friend, their Playmate! and his bold bright eye Compels the maiden's love-confessing sigh.
"Tell this in some more courtly scene,
"And therefore is my Soul elate.
"War is a ruffian, all with guilt defil'd,
"A murderous fiend, by fiends ador'd, "He kills the Sire and starves the Son; "The Husband kills, and from her board "Steals all his Widow's toil had won; "Plunders God's world of beauty; rends away
"All safety from the Night, all comfort from the Day."
"Then wisely is my soul elate,
"That Strife should vanish, Battle cease: "I'm poor and of a low estate,
"The Mother of the Prince of Peace. "Joy rises in me, like a summer's morn: "Peace, Peace on Earth, the Prince of Peace is born."
ON THE DENIAL OF IMMORTALITY.
If dead, we cease to be; if total gloom
She form'd with restless hands unconsciously.
If rootless thus, thus substanceless thy state, Go, weigh thy dreams, and be thy Hopes thy Fears, The counter-weights!-Thy Laughter and thy Tears Mean but themselves, each fittest to create
And to repay the other! Why rejoices
Thy heart with hollow joy for hollow good,
That such a thing, as thou, feel'st warm or cold!