And cried aloud for mercy. But his prayer Man might not answer, whom his God condemned. The ark swept onward, and the billows rose And buried their last victim! Then the gloom Broke from the face of heaven, and sunlight streamed Upon the shoreless sea, and on the roof That rose for shelter o'er the living germ ANONYMOUS 9 NIMRUD AND THE GNAT Heard ye of Nimrud? Cities fell before him; Eminent on his car of carven brass, Through foeman's blood nave-deep he drave his wheel; And not a lion in the river-grass Could keep its shaggy fell from Nimrud's steel. But he scorned Allah-schemed a tower to invade Him; Dreamed to scale Heaven, and measure might with God; Heaped high the foolish clay wherefrom We made him, And built thereon his sevenfold house of the clod. Therefore, the least Our messengers among, We sent a grey gnat dancing in the reeds; SIR EDWIN ARNOLD ΙΟ ABRAHAM AND HIS GODS Beneath the full-eyed Syrian moon, He knelt, and worshipped while he gazed: Slowly towards its central throne The glory rose, yet paused not there, But seemed by influence not its own Drawn downwards through the western air, Until it wholly sank away, And the soft stars had all the sway. Then to that hierarchy of light, With face upturned the sage remained,— "At least ye stand forever bright, Your power has never waxed or waned!' E'en while he spoke, their work was done, Drowned in the overflowing sun. Eastward he bent his eager eyes "Creatures of Night! false gods and frail! Take not the worship of the wise; There is the Deity we hail; Fountain of light and warmth and love; Yet was that One—that radiant One, Then like one laboring without hope Still Abraham prayed by night and day, Nor long in vain; an inward Light Arose, to which the Sun is pale; The knowledge of the Infinite, The sense of Truth that must prevail;— The presence of the only Lord, By angels and by men adored. LORD HOUGHTON (RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES) II HYMN Genesis xii. 2-3 Where'er the Patriarch pitched his tent, With faith and prayer, the ground he trod. Through all the East, for riches famed,— Heaven's gifts, he set his heart on none; Nor, when the dearest was reclaimed, Withheld his son, his only son. Wherefore, in blessing, he was blest; My God, what Thou hast made my home, My God, if called by Thee to roam, Thy law, Thy love be my delight; Be a true child of Abraham. JAMES MONTGOMERY 12 THE DESTRUCTION OF SODOM AND GOMORRAH Genesis xix. 24 O dread was the night when o'er Sodom's wide plain The fire of heaven descended; For all that then bloomed, shall ne'er bloom there again, For man hath his Maker offended. The midnight of terror and woe hath passed by, But the sun, as it beams clear and brilliant on high, Here lies but that glassy, that death-stricken lake, As in mock'ry of what had been there; The wild bird flies far from the dark nestling brake Which waves its scorched arms in the air. In that city the wine-cup was brilliantly flowing, Joy held her high festival there; Not a fond bosom dreaming (in luxury glowing), Of the close of that night of despair. For the bride her handmaiden the garland was wreathing; At the altar the bridegroom was waiting; But vengeance impatiently round them was breath ing, And Death at that shrine was their greeting. |