Nor those alone, the present train, "All hail the Prince of David's line! He came to earth :-from eldest years, Of Prophet-bards, and Patriarch-seers The light of heaven in every breast, In tuneful chorus on they press'd, And still their pealing anthems ran, He came to earth: through life He pass'd A noble army following fast His track of pain and woe: All deck'd with palms and strangely bright, And stainless are their robes of white, From ages past descends the lay To ages yet to be, Till far its echoes roll away But O! while saints and angels high, A PARABLE. By JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL. SAID Christ our Lord, "I will go and see How the men, my brethren, believe in me." Then said the chief priests, and rulers, and kings, With carpets of gold the ground they spread They lodged him, and served him with kingly fare. Great organs surged through arches dim But still, wherever his steps they led, And in church and palace, and judgment-hall, "Have ye founded your thrones and altars, then, "With gates of silver and bars of gold, Ye have fenced my sheep from their Father's fold: I have heard the dropping of their tears In heaven, these eighteen hundred years." "O Lord and Master, not ours the guilt, "Our task is hard,-with sword and flame Then Christ sought out an artisan, These set he in the midst of them, FAREWELL. By BARTON. NAY, shrink not from that word "Farewell!" As if 'twere Friendship's final knell ; Such fears may prove but vain: So changeful is Life's fleeting day, Whene'er we sever-Hope may say We part, to meet again ! E'en the last parting Earth can know, To souls that heavenward soar; |