But not till the foe has gone below or turns his prow and runs
Shall the voice of peace bring sweet release to the men behind the guns!
A THOUGHT FROM CARDINAL NEWMAN[A]
By Matthew Russell, S. J.
The world shines bright for inexperienced eyes,
And death seems distant to the gay and strong,
And in the youthful heart proud fancies throng,
And only present good can nature prize.
How then shall youth o’er these low vapours rise,
And climb the upward path so steep and long?