Of Arthur, who should help him at his need?' Then from the dawn it seemed there came, but faint

As from beyond the limit of the world,
Like the last echo born of a great cry,
Sounds, as if some fair city were one voice 460
Around a king returning from his wars.

Thereat once more he moved about, and clomb

Ev'n to the highest he could climb, and saw, Straining his eyes beneath an arch of hand, Or thought he saw, the speck that bare the king,

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Down that long water opening on the deep
Somewhere far off, pass on and on, and go
From less to less and vanish into light.
And the new sun rose bringing the new year.

FLOWER IN THE CRANNIED WALL

FLOWER in the crannied wall,

I pluck you out of the crannies,
I hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, and all in all, 5
I should know what God and man is.
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for it's kind of you, Madam, to sit by an old dying wife.

But say nothing hard of my boy, I have only an hour of life.

I kissed my boy in the prison, before he went out to die.

"They dared me to do it,' he said, and he

never has told me a lie.

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all that be, And read me a Bible verse of the Lord's good will toward men

'Full of compassion and mercy, the Lord'
let me hear it again:
'Full of compassion and mercy

fering.' Yes, O yes!

- long-suf

For the lawyer is born but to murder - the Saviour lives but to bless.

He'll never put on the black cap except for the worst of the worst, And the first may be last

65 I have heard it in church and the last may be first. Suffering O long-suffering - yes, as the Lord must know,

Year after year in the mist and the wind and the shower and the snow.

Heard, have you? what? they have told you he never repented his sin.

How do they know it? are they his mother? are you of his kin?

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