THE WINDOWS
"I will make thy windows of agates, and thy gates of carbuncles, and all thy borders of pleasant stones."
Isa. liv. 12.
" ... Sometimes thoughts proud and wild
Have risen, till I saw the sunbeams steal
Through painted glass at evensong, and weave
Their threefold tints upon the marble near,
Faith, Prayer, and Love, the spirit of a child!"
Faber.
