MARY'S GIRLHOOD. (For a Picture.) THIS is that blessed Mary, pre-elect God's Virgin. Gone is a great while, and she Dwelt young in Nazareth of Galilee. Unto God's will she brought devout respect, Profound simplicity of intellect, And supreme patience. From her mother's knee Faithful and hopeful; wise in charity; Strong in grave peace; in pity circumspect. So held she through her girlhood; as it were Grows and is quiet. Till, one dawn at home, She woke in her white bed, and had no fear THE PASSOVER IN THE HOLY FAMILY. (For a Drawing.") HERE meet together the prefiguring day And day prefigured. 'Eating, thou shalt stand, Feet shod, loins girt, thy road-staff in thine hand, With blood-stained door and lintel,'--did God say By Moses' mouth in ages passed away. And now, where this poor household doth comprise Lo! the slain lamb confronts the Lamb to slay. The pyre is piled. What agony's crown attained, What shadow of Death the Boy's fair brow subdues Who holds that blood wherewith the porch is stained By Zachary the priest? John binds the shoes He deemed himself not worthy to unloose; And Mary culls the bitter herbs ordained. * The scene is in the house-porch, where Christ holds a bowl of blood from which Zacharias is sprinkling the posts and lintel. Joseph has brought the lamb and Elizabeth lights the pyre. The shoes which John fastens and the bitter herbs which Mary is gathering form part of the ritual. MARY MAGDALENE AT THE DOOR OF SIMON THE PHARISEE. (For a Drawing.*) 'WHY wilt thou cast the roses from thine hair? Till at our ear love's whispering night shall speak. What, sweet one,-hold'st thou still the foolish freak? Nay, when I kiss thy feet they'll leave the stair.' 'Oh loose me! See'st thou not my Bridegroom's face What words can tell what other day and place * In the drawing Mary has left a procession of revellers, and is ascending by a sudden impulse the steps of the house where she sees Christ. Her lover has followed her and is trying to turn her back. CASSANDRA. (For a Drawing.*) REND, rend thine hair, Cassandra: he will go. Of wrath on her bent brows; for in this place What eyes, what ears hath sweet Andromache, He goes. Cassandra's words beat heavily Like crows above his crest, and at his ear Ring hollow in the shield that shall not save. * The subject shows Cassandra prophesying among her kindred, as Hector leaves them for his last battle. They are on the platform of a fortress, from which the Trojan troops are marching out. Helen is arming Paris; Priam soothes Hecuba; and Andromache holds the child to her bosom. II. 'O HECTOR, gone, gone, gone! O Hector, thee And Grecian spear and Phrygian sand athirst Crave from thy veins the blood of victory. Lo! long upon our hearth the brand had we, Lit for the roof-tree's ruin and to-day The ground-stone quits the wall,—the wind hath way,— And higher and higher the wings of fire are free. O Paris, Paris! O thou burning brand, Thou beacon of the sea whence Venus rose, Lighting thy race to shipwreck! Even that hand Wherewith she took thine apple let her close Within thy curls at last, and while Troy glows Lift thee her trophy to the sea and land.' |