A BOOK OF MARTYRS

When first they mixed the Clay of Man and clothed

His Spirit in the Robe of Perfect Beauty,

For Forty Mornings did an evil Cloud

Rain Sorrows over him from Head to Foot;

And when the Forty Mornings passed to Night,

There came one Morning-Shower—one Morning-Shower

Of Joy—to Forty of the Rain of Sorrow!

And though the better Fortune came at last

To seal the Work, yet every Wise Man knows

Such Consummation never can be here!

From the Persian of Jàmi.

A BOOK OF MARTYRS

BY
CORNELIA ATWOOD PRATT

CHARLES SCRIBNER’S SONS
NEW YORK, 1896

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