That with their own lips they might make reply
To prayers of worshippers in them confiding—
To vouchsafe or deny.
And all idolatry has not departed;
For yet I faith in one fair idol hold.
Unlike those of the heathen, hollow-hearted.
Voiceless, inert and cold;
But one who dwells, a queen, among the living.
Whose eyes light lip, my waiting eyes to greet
And speak, before the lips, sweet answer giving