Peace, which of all earthly blisses
Is the brightest, purest bliss.”
Violante Di Ceo.
Down the dark future, through long generations,
The echoing sounds grow fainter, and then cease!
And like a bell with solemn sweet vibrations,
I hear once more the voice of Christ say “Peace!”
Peace! and no longer from its brazen portals
The blast of war’s great organ shakes the skies;
But, beautiful as songs of the immortals,