At all save one,—when this she tried,—
'T was His, the High Priest crucified.
He heard her tears, flung wide His door
And said, "Come in, and sin no more."
THE REQUIREMENT
To the Steward of his vineyard spake the Lord,
When he handed him over His Keys and Sword:
"See that you harken unto my word:
"There be three chief things that I love," quoth He,
"That bear a sweet savor up to me:
They be Justice, Mercy and Purity."
Justice was sold at a thief's behest;
Purity went for a harlot's jest,
And Mercy was slain with a sword in her breast.
THE LISTENER
A sparrow sang on a weed,
Sprung from an upturned sod,
And no one gave him heed
Or heard the song, save God.