He to a congregation hied; lest wolf should seize.125
No wolf was ever known to break the holy spell;
Nor sheep to stray beyond; each knew the limit well.
To wind, to wolf, to sheep, and lusts of every one,
The circle traced by saint a barrier was, like stone.
To Gnostic, so likewise, the harmless gale of death
Blows mild and gentle, summer-breezes-like on heath.
And fire was fangless; could not Abraham offend.
How should it hurt him? Was he not God’s “Chosen Friend”?
The pious man burns not in fire of fleshly lust.