Stones from The Quarry or, Moods of Mind. By Henry Browne [i.e. Henry Ellison] |
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OR “NOT TO BE;” ANTISTROPHÉ—DOUBT.
Grand is the Temple! Ever towards the gateCalled “Beautiful” the Faithful press, with song
And hymn, Time's grand procession, all along
“The sacred way” that leads up to its state;
Where nigh two thousand years do pray and wait!
And like her secular ways which Rome did throng
With press of life long lines of dead among,
This (those in Small), in Grand and Consecrate!
But the last step of all that noble flight
Which leads up to the portal, and, once past,
Would blessèd make the feet, and entrance light,
A stone of óffence in the way is cast!
A stumblingblock that step; too great its height
For Man, who o'er it falls, and breathes his last!
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