And as the sculptor, with Thy glory

warm,

Gave to this chiseled ivory Thy form,

So would my spirit, in Thy thought divine, Grow to a semblance, deep as this, of

A NEW COMMANDMENT.

ENEATH the shadow of the Cross,
As earthly hopes remove,

His new commandment Jesus gives,
His blessed word of Love.

O bond of union strong and deep!
O bond of perfect peace!
Not e'en the lifted cross can harm,
If we but hold to this.

Then, Jesus, be Thy Spirit ours!
And swift our feet shall move
To deeds of pure self-sacrifice,
And the sweet tasks of love.

S. LONGFELLOW.

VEXILLA REGIS.

ORTH flames the standard of our

King,

Bright gleams the mystic sign,

When life bore death of suffering,

And death wrought life divine.

The stabs of the accursed spear,

Brought forth the healing flood,

To cleanse sin's stains so dark and drear, With water and with blood.

Fulfilled is each prophetic word,
Each faith-inspiring strain,
Telling the nations of that Lord,

Who by the Cross should reign.

Hail, Cross of Christ! man's only hope;
While now we gaze and pray,

Dear Lord, th' exhaustless fountains ope,

And wash our sins

away.

BISHOP WILLIAMS.

(From the Breviary.)

EASTER.

NCE more thou comest, O delicious
Spring!

And as thy light and gentle foot-
steps tread

Among earth's glories, desolate and dead, Breathest revival over everything.

Thy genial spirit is abroad to bring

The cold and faded into life and bloom, Emblem of that which shall unlock the tomb, And take away the fell destroyer's sting. Therefore thou hast the warmer welcoming: For Nature speaks not of herself alone, But in her resurrection tells our own. As from its grave comes forth the buried grain, So man's frail body, in corruption sown,

In incorruption shall be raised again.

WILLIAM CROSWELL.