But, at the door they paused and, said the Boy:
“Thou must remember ever this thy day
When I the promise gave that I can keep,
For thou shalt build His throne!”
The years passed on,
And Fidus to the Roman hosts returned
Where, welcomed as a soldier’s clever son,
He wrought in wood for all the legions there
In Jaffa, where his father had been killed.
For eighteen years he stayed beside the sea