O’er the tall pew he held the box, and heard
The offer’d piece, rejoicing as he fear’d:
Just by the pillar, as he cautious tripp’d,
And turn’d the aisle, he then a portion slipp’d
From the full store, and to the pocket sent,
But held a moment - and then down it went.
The priest read on, on walk’d the man afraid,
Till a gold offering in the plate was laid:
Trembling he took it, for a moment stopp’d,
Then down it fell, and sounded as it dropp’d;