And strong, and changeless; set her on a rock;
Gave her, with him, a place in his true fold.
II.
“For, oh! the Master is so fair,
His smile so sweet to banished men,
That they who meet it unaware
Can never rest on earth again.”
Such were the words that charmed my ear and heart,
In days when still I dwelt outside the fold;
But now they seem to me too slight and cold,