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PALLADIUM

SET where the upper streams of Simois flow Was the Palladium, high 'mid rock and wood; And Hector was in Ilium, far below,

And fought, and saw it not-but there it stood!

It stood, and sun and moonshine rain'd their light

On the pure columns of its glen-built hall. Backward and forward roll'd the waves of fight Round Troy-but while this stood, Troy could not fall.

So, in its lovely moonlight, lives the soul.
Mountains surround it, and sweet virgin air;
Cold plashing, past it, crystal waters roll;
We visit it by moments, ah, too rare!

We shall renew the battle in the plain
To-morrow ;-red with blood will Xanthus be ;
Hector and Ajax will be there again,
Helen will come upon the wall to see.

Then we shall rust in shade, or shine in strife, And fluctuate 'twixt blind hopes and blind despairs,

And fancy that we put forth all our life,
And never know how with the soul it fares.

Still doth the soul, from its lone fastness high,
Upon our life a ruling effluence send.
And when it fails, fight as we will, we die ;
And while it lasts, we cannot wholly end.

PROGRESS

THE Master stood upon the mount, and taught. He saw a fire in his disciples' eyes;

'The old law,' they cried, 'is wholly come to nought,

Behold the new world rise!'

'Was it,' the Lord then said, ' with scorn ye saw The old law observed by Scribes and Pharisees? I say unto you, see ye keep that law

More faithfully than these!

'Too hasty heads for ordering worlds, alas!
Think not that I to annul the law have will'd ;
No jot, no tittle from the law shall pass,
Till all have been fulfill'd.'

So Christ said eighteen hundred years ago.
And what then shall be said to those to-day,
Who
cry aloud to lay the old world low
To clear the new world's way?

'Religious fervours! ardour misapplied!
Hence, hence,' they cry, 'ye do but keep man
blind!

But keep him self-immersed, preoccupied,
And lame the active mind!'

Ah! from the old world let some one answer give:

'Scorn ye this world, their tears, their inward cares?

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I say unto you, see that your souls live

A deeper life than theirs!

Say ye: "The spirit of man has found new

roads,

And we must leave the old faiths, and walk therein " ?

Leave then the Cross as ye have left carved gods, But guard the fire within!

'Bright else and fast the stream of life may roll,
And no man may the other's hurt behold;
Yet each will have one anguish-his own soul
Which perishes of cold.'

Here let that voice make end; then, let a strain,
From a far lonelier distance, like the wind
Be heard, floating through heaven, and fill again
These men's profoundest mind:

'Children of men! the unseen Power, whose eye
For ever doth accompany mankind,
Hath look'd on no religion scornfully
That men did ever find.

'Which has not taught weak wills how much they can ?

Which has not fall'n on the dry heart like rain? Which has not cried to sunk, self-weary man : Thou must be born again!

'Children of men! not that your age excel In pride of life the ages of your sires,

But that

ye think clear, feel deep, bear fruit well, The Friend of man desires.'

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