Sebastian, Warrior-Saint, that now should wheel
Like the Archangel’s, Eden who restored
To Solitude? Dost thou less horror feel
That thine own City ’neath the shock should reel
Of ruffian violence? Prætorian brave,
The Imperial Boar withstanding in thy zeal,
Thou whom nor Roman shafts subdued nor glaive,
Thy consecrated town arise, great Saint, and save!
XXVII.
Oh, arrow-pierced for Christ! whose mighty ban