A PRAYER FOR ST. INNOCENT'S DAY
WISDOM, be Thou
The only garland of my burdened brow,
The nearest stage
And vowed conclusion of my pilgrimage,
Shade whence I shun
The untempered supervision of the sun,
Planet whose beams
Dispel the desperate ambuscade of dreams;
Through the Red Sea
Of mine own passion, Wisdom, usher me.
For this I pray
The four austere custodians of to-day,
Urge mine intent—
Nazarius, Celsus, Victor, Innocent.