The North Transept: The Psalms XIV

And where shall we behold th' Eternal Son,
Save in these strains, wherein the car of Love
In greatness of its strength is travelling on,
Through Time's dark shadows which around her move?
Her silver wings here plumes the earth-soil'd Dove,
And feels again life's sunshine gleaming warm ;
Here Hope, Devotion's handmaid, fain would prove
The covenant bow encircling her bright form,
And lets her radiant vest flow o'er the cloud and storm.