SONNET.
What child of dust with glory was arrayedLike Solomon?—his bidding, while he stoodIn his obedience and first state of good,The upper and the under worlds obeyed—All spirits, good and evil; yea, he madeHell’s concourse and involuntary broodDo drudging work for him—hew stones, bring wood,And in the rearing of God’s temple aid.But when he fell from God, the self-same hourThey fell from him—against him dared to turn,Defied his might, his ring, his seal of power;Made him the subject of their mock and scorn;While before them he now must crouch and cower,Of strength and wisdom, as of goodness, shorn.
What child of dust with glory was arrayedLike Solomon?—his bidding, while he stoodIn his obedience and first state of good,The upper and the under worlds obeyed—All spirits, good and evil; yea, he madeHell’s concourse and involuntary broodDo drudging work for him—hew stones, bring wood,And in the rearing of God’s temple aid.But when he fell from God, the self-same hourThey fell from him—against him dared to turn,Defied his might, his ring, his seal of power;Made him the subject of their mock and scorn;While before them he now must crouch and cower,Of strength and wisdom, as of goodness, shorn.
What child of dust with glory was arrayedLike Solomon?—his bidding, while he stoodIn his obedience and first state of good,The upper and the under worlds obeyed—All spirits, good and evil; yea, he madeHell’s concourse and involuntary broodDo drudging work for him—hew stones, bring wood,And in the rearing of God’s temple aid.But when he fell from God, the self-same hourThey fell from him—against him dared to turn,Defied his might, his ring, his seal of power;Made him the subject of their mock and scorn;While before them he now must crouch and cower,Of strength and wisdom, as of goodness, shorn.
What child of dust with glory was arrayed
Like Solomon?—his bidding, while he stood
In his obedience and first state of good,
The upper and the under worlds obeyed—
All spirits, good and evil; yea, he made
Hell’s concourse and involuntary brood
Do drudging work for him—hew stones, bring wood,
And in the rearing of God’s temple aid.
But when he fell from God, the self-same hour
They fell from him—against him dared to turn,
Defied his might, his ring, his seal of power;
Made him the subject of their mock and scorn;
While before them he now must crouch and cower,
Of strength and wisdom, as of goodness, shorn.