Then said, "My bold young Christian, Would God that you may ever be I felt my face burn hotly, Next day, when school was over, I put my nonsense by; Begged the lad's pardon, stopped all strife, And-well, we have been friends for life, The little Jew and I. DINAH MARIA MULOCK CRAIK. Only a Jew N the land of Brittany, and long ago, IN Lived one of those Despised and desolate, whose records show Their old inheritance of wrong, who were Knew, nor annoy, Heaven-chosen child, whom none to harm might dare; Lived one who did as if his God stood near Slow to give answer, ever swift to hear; Whose brain would breed, Walking alone or watching through the night, Would wax alway Wiser and better and nearer to the light. And in this land a mother lost her child, With crucifying him, who calmly smiled Have slain," quoth she, "to keep your Passover An idle tale Is this; what proof thereof can you prefer?" But she went from him raging. Then he fled And those there set a price on his gray head, Of craft had fed one daughter fair as day, But she, aflame With honor, flung such happiness away. And writing, told her father, who came back Her claim his life's reward. "Rather the rack "And shall I give him death who life gave me? Beyond earth's care Hereafter we shall meet it well may be Somewhere hereafter." "Nay, you still shall live," For me to her, my daughter." But these laid Gold hair and gray, Were slain hard by in the holy minster's shade. After, in no long time, the little child Fresh from the sea: it by a ship beguiled, Had sailed unseen till the land a small speck grew, And made no moan; "'Twas only a Jew," the folk said, "only a Jew!" Holy Cross Day ANONYMOUS. ON WHICH THE JEWS WERE FORCED TO ATTEND AN ANNUAL CHRISTIAN SERMON IN ROME ("Now was come about Holy-Cross Day, and now must my lord preach his first sermon to the Jews; as it was of old cared for in the merciful bowels of the Church, that, so to speak, a crumb at least from her conspicuous table here in Rome should be, though but once yearly, cast to the famishing dogs, under-trampled and bespitten upon beneath the feet of the guests. And a moving sight in truth, this, of so many of the besotted blind restif and ready-to-perish Hebrews! Now maternally brought-nay, (for He saith, 'Compel them to come in') haled, as it were, by the head and hair, and against their obstinate hearts, to partake of the heavenly grace. What awakening, what striving with tears, what working of a yeasty conscience! Nor was my lord wanting to himself on so apt an occasion; witness the abundance of conversions which did incontinently reward him: though not to my lord be altogether the glory."-Diary by the Bishop's Secretary, 1600.) What the Jews really said, on thus being driven to ́church, was rather to this effect: I FEE, faw, fum! bubble and squeak! Blessedest Thursday's the fat of the week. Rumble and tumble, sleek and rough, Stinking and savory, smug and gruff, Take the church-road, for the bell's due chime Give us the summons-' -'t is sermon-time! II Bob, here's Barnabas! Job, that's you? III Higgledy piggledy, packed we lie, Rats in a hamper, swine in a sty, IV Bow, wow, wow-a bone for the dog! I liken his Grace to an acorned hog. Didst ever behold so lithe a chine? His cheek hath laps like a fresh-singed swine. V Aaron's asleep shove hip to haunch, Or somebody deal him a dig in the paunch! VI See to our converts-you doomed black dozen- You five, that were thieves, deserve it fairly; You seven, that were beggars, will live less sparely; VII Give your first groan-compunction's at work; VIII Whom now is the bishop a-leering at? I meddle no more with the worst of trades- IX Groan altogether now, whee-hee-hee! It's a-work, it's a-work, ah, woe is me! It began, when a herd of us, picked and placed, Were spurred thro' the Corso, stripped to the waist; Jew brutes, with sweat and blood well spent To usher in worthily Christian Lent. X It grew, when the hangman entered our bounds, Which gutted my purse, would throttle my creed: Men I helped to their sins help me to their God. |