And then there’s Father Michael, Secker’s pal,
Who’s left dear Sylvia for the Clergy-house.
Michael lives sumptuously: silver, old oak,
Incunabula, the Yellow Book, Madonnas, Art;
Excited wobblings on the brink of Rome;
The “Inner Life,” birettas, candles, Mass;
Fun with Church Times and Bishops; four hair shirts,
And Mr. Percy Dearmer’s Parson’s Book.
He talked to me of Antinomianism
And stirred the incense, while two candles burned,