The Side Windows: Polycarp

Angel of Smyrna, child of John,
And friend of that beloved one,
Belov'd of Him Whose love is life,
How didst thou, left to worldly strife,
Bear with thee, as in holiest trance,
The music of that countenance,
Which spoke the wisdom of the skies
And his own Master's charities ?
Again that voice from Patmos came
With auguries of thy couch of flame,
And bore his Saviour's praise to thee,
Whose praise is immortality, —
" To death be faithful Me to own,
" And I will give to thee life's never-fading crown."