Silver Cross

by Mary Johnston

“‘Now are the bones together,

They shine with a sunny light,

Working miracles!—

From the four corners come

The sick and the sorrowful—’”

“Aye! Bringing gifts!”

“‘Saint Leofric’s name is in all mouths,

His glory encreaseth over Silver Cross!’”

“I should not have said it—I should not have said it!” cried the Abbot. “But with the inconstant and weak generality it doth! What is it this part England rings with—yea, that the rest of England begins to learn? Do we not hear that a pilgrimage comes from London itself? The missing bones of Saint Leofric have been found!”