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,