CHRISTIAN AND JEW
A DIALOGUE
'Oh happy happy land!
Angels like rushes stand
About the wells of light.'--
'Alas, I have not eyes for this fair sight:
Hold fast my hand.'--
'As in a soft wind, they
Bend all one blessed way,
Each bowed in his own glory, star with star.'--
'I cannot see so far,
Here shadows are.'-- 10
'White-winged the cherubim,
Yet whiter seraphim,
Glow white with intense fire of love.'--
'Mine eyes are dim:
I look in vain above,
And miss their hymn.'--
'Angels, Archangels cry
One to other ceaselessly
(I hear them sing)
One "Holy, Holy, Holy" to their King.'-- 20
'I do not hear them, I.'--
'At one side Paradise
Is curtained from the rest,
Made green for wearied eyes;
Much softer than the breast
Of mother-dove clad in a rainbow's dyes.
'All precious souls are there
Most safe, elect by grace,
All tears are wiped for ever from their face:
Untired in prayer 30
They wait and praise
Hidden for a little space.
'Boughs of the Living Vine
They spread in summer shine
Green leaf with leaf:
Sap of the Royal Vine it stirs like wine
In all both less and chief.
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