The Side Windows: Gregory Nyssen

Brother of Basil, Nazianzen's friend,
In love that hath no end,
Brac'd by reproof and knit by charity,
In holy wisdom free !
Nyssa doth, from her breast by exile torn,
Her Nicene champion mourn :
But Judah's haunts his reverent zeal hath trod,
And trac'd the steps of God.
Yet not on Calvary's angel-haunted ground
His spirit rest hath found,
But that, where'er God is, from earthly woes
The Pilgrim finds repose.
He gathers up Truth's fragments that remain
In Basil's golden strain ;
And goes to seek him in his unseen rest,
Asleep on Jesus' breast.