—O you may challenge them, not a response
Get the church-saints on their rounds!
(Saints go their rounds, who shall doubt?
—March, with the moon to admire,
Up nave, down chancel, turn transept about,
Supervise all betwixt pavement and spire,
Put rats and mice to the rout—
Aloys and Jurien and Just—
Order things back to their place,
Have a sharp eye lest the candlesticks rust,