May give thee yet triumphant voice to raise
When men, with happy tears, shall vigil keep
Of that great feast when Christian Rome no more
In chains shall stand a world’s awed gaze before.
II.
Eudoxia’s church—where Michael Angelo
Hath Moses wrought in terrible array—
With faith’s most loving rites keeps holiday
In holy thought of those long years ago
When, 'neath its roof, the throng devout drew near