Indifferent to life and law,
He knoweth neither love nor awe;—
Askance he eyes the daisied sod,
And turns a Ghetto face on God.
With servile mind and sordid soul,
He shall not miss the chosen goal;
Though all the path with gold be paved,
He cannot from himself be saved.
A ROYAL PRIESTHOOD.
To lift and lighten the heart of man,