31.12.2010, 18:56
THE LITTLE HEIR OF SHAME.
He was a little heir of shame—his birth
Announced by peevish voices, and his death
Welcomed by all; he staid not long on earth,
Nor vex'd them long with his fast-fleeting breath ;
He felt their blows, too young to feel their scorn ;
How that poor babe was beaten and reviled.
Because, albeit so mischievously born.
He wail'd as loudly as a lawful child !
They hurried to the goal his faltering pace ;
Full soon they bore him to his mother's grave ;
No more for other's sin accounted base.
In Paradise he shows his harmless face ;
The Saviour flinches not from his embrace,
But gives him all his infant-heart can crave.
He was a little heir of shame—his birth
Announced by peevish voices, and his death
Welcomed by all; he staid not long on earth,
Nor vex'd them long with his fast-fleeting breath ;
He felt their blows, too young to feel their scorn ;
How that poor babe was beaten and reviled.
Because, albeit so mischievously born.
He wail'd as loudly as a lawful child !
They hurried to the goal his faltering pace ;
Full soon they bore him to his mother's grave ;
No more for other's sin accounted base.
In Paradise he shows his harmless face ;
The Saviour flinches not from his embrace,
But gives him all his infant-heart can crave.