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God gave him reverence of laws,
To Nature and to Holy writ
The straining oar and chamois chase
Had formed his limbs to strength and grace:
On wave and wind the boy would toss,
THE Shepherds went their hasty way, And found the lowly stable-shed Where the Virgin-Mother lay: And now they checked their eager tread, For to the Babe, that at her bosom clung, A Mother's song the Virgin-Mother sung.
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 listened to the tale divine,
Peace, Peace on Earth ! the Prince of Peace is born.
Thou Mother of the Prince of Peace, Poor, simple, and of low estate That Strife should vanish, Battle cease, O why should this thy soul elate 7 Sweet Music's loudest note, the Poet's story, — Did'st thou ne'er love to hear of Fame and Glory?
And is not War a youthful King, A stately Hero clad in Mail? Beneath his footsteps laurels spring; Him Earth's majestic monarchs hail Their Friend, their Playmate! and his bold bright eye Compels the maiden's love-confessing sigh.
“A murderous fiend, by fiends adored, “ 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, allcomfort 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.” HUMAN LIFE,
ON THE DENIAL OF IMMORTALITY.
If dead, we cease to be; if total gloom