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THE WARRIOR-PRIEST

He was our warrior-priest beneath whose gown
The mailèd armor took full many a dent
When, at the front, all gallantly he went,
In civic fight, to save the belovèd town;
Then did the proud, outrageous foe go down,
To shame and wide disaster swiftly sent,
Struck by his steel to flight—in wonderment
To see that calm brow wear the battle frown.
For he was courteous as a knight of eld,
And he the very soul of friendliness;
The spirit of youth in him lost never its power;
So sweet his soul, his passing smile could bless;
But this one passion all his long life held:
To serve his Master to the last, lingering hour.
RICHARD WATSON GILDER Century Club December 12, 1908