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# A Christmas Faggot/Benedictus

THE GOSPEL SONGS. I. BENDICTUS.
Can priestly lips, long silenced, raise  A strain so lofty and so strong, Making our matin hymn of praise  As jubilant as evensong?
Yes: not the lips alone, the eyes  Of Zacharias were unsealed, To see and sing the mysteries  To love and penitence revealed
With keen prevision of the seer  He sings of a redemption wrought, Whereby, released from slavish fear,  Men are to filial freedom brought.
Three things immutable and sure,  His promise, covenant, and oath, Reveal God’s purpose, and secure  Whate’er man needs for life and growth.
The promise to the fathers made  Was seen and known—th’ Incarnate Word; The Cross His covenant displayed,  His oath at Pentecost was heard.
Well may this father’s heart rejoice,  And with prophetic rapture sing: His song a prelude to that ’Voice’  Predestined to proclaim the King.
His joy a foretaste of that mirth  Which shall the hearts of all possess, When o’er a recreated earth  Christ’s sceptre reigns in righteousness.
Of light he sings for darkened eyes,  For wandering feet the way of peace, Tells how the Dayspring shall arise,  And shadows flee and sorrows cease.
And still the Church's children raise
 That strain so lofty and so strong,
Which makes their matin hymn of praise
 As jubilant as evensong.
Loch Laggan: 1884.
* ↑ See Note F, page 78
* ↑ S. John i, 23.
# A Christmas Faggot/Bethlehem Gate

BETHLEHEM GATE.
A Picture by Dante Gabriel Rossetti.
Of old through gates that closed on them Two exiles went with eyes downcast; The Present now retrieves the Past, God’s Eden is in Bethlehem.
An Eden that no walls enclose By Mary’s arms encompassèd, A living shrine, a ’house of bread,’ A very haven of repose.
​Behold the Prince of Peace! around His cradle angry tempests rage; He needs must go on pilgrimage, An exile, homeless and discrowned.
And yet, His Rank to designate, The unquenched Star of Bethlehem Shines forth, a radiant diadem; While Angels on His footsteps wait.
E’en now the Father’s Face they see, A triumph-song e’en now they sing, And, wondering and worshipping, Attend His Pilgrim-Family.
​Two guard the frowning gateway: one Is of a solemn countenance; To him a rapid backward glance Reveals a massacre begun.
The other, forward gazing, sees The glory of the age to come, The fruitfulness of martyrdom, Of deaths that are nativities.
O weeping mothers, dry your tears! The Mother whom this canvass shows Nor fears, nor weeps, although she knows An anguish deeper than your fears.
​She knows a comfort deeper still For all who fare on pilgrimage; By suffering from age to age God seals the vassals of His Will.
Her Burden is upholding her; And, guided by the Holy Dove, She sees the victory of Love Beyond the Cross and Sepulchre.
To shield her, Joseph stands; his care The shadow of God’s Providence. How fragrant is the frankincense Of their uninterrupted prayer!
​Through ever-open gates they press, A new and living way they tread, So gain they the true ’House of Bread,’ A garden for a wilderness.
A flight it seems to us; to them It is a going forth to win The world from Satan and from sin, And build the New Jerusalem.
Lord Christ! for every seeking soul Thou art Thyself the Door, the Way; All, all shall find one coming day Thy Heart their everlasting goal!
Loch Leven: 1884.
# A Christmas Faggot/Four Epiphanies

FOUR EPIPHANIES.
I.
The Pilgrim-Kings their King have found,  The Wise Men kneel at Wisdom’s shrine, Their royal gifts His Crib surround,  He gives them bread and wine.
One Star has pointed to the Sun,  That men may see and understand The Witness borne by all to One,  Who holds in His Right Hand,
Like lamps that round an altar burn,  All lights that shine, all words that be Crowned are the men whose hearts discern  Their King’s Epiphany.
II.
The Child obedient sets His face  To seek His Father’s House of Prayer, With other children takes His place,  And is a learner there.
Two worlds there are; the child to each  Belongs, God’s prophet, born to bless; But not by action, nor by speech,  Simply by winsomeness
For, like the Child of Bethlehem,
 Babes bring their blessing from afar,
Enriching all who wait on them
 By being what they are.
III.
A Voice from heaven spake aloud,  Heard clearly by the Bridegroom’s friend When, shadowed by the glory-cloud,  He saw the Dove descend.
One Voice has heralded the Word,  That listening men may truly know What mean all voices they have heard  Above, around, below—
Soft whisperings and laughters loud,
 The song of birds, the insects' hum,
Storm-music of the thunder-cloud—
 And be no longer dumb.
IV.
That jubilance of bridal mirth,  First felt at Cana, has not ceased; Christ’s Presence still regales the earth,  Still glorifies the feast.
The Ruler of the feast of life  Still with a sacramental sign Confirms the love of man and wife,  And makes the water wine.
And His the glory still revealed
 When lovers plight and keep their vows;
Himself the Bridegroom Who has sealed
 The Church to be His Spouse.
# A Christmas Faggot/New Year’s Eve

NEW YEAR'S EVE.
God grant through coming years and days Our beating hearts may be The harps that celebrate His praise Who loves eternally!
No ache can be without relief When Love Himself draws near; No cup can empty stand, no grief Embitter God's New Year.
​Time's footsteps quickly die away, Soon emptied is his glass; We wait for an oncoming Day Which nevermore shall pass.
Old hopes revive, new hopes are born, The coming months to cheer; And phantom-fears and griefs outworn Die with the dying year.
Oh, all the years and all the days Our waiting hearts shall be Harps tremulous with His dear praise Whose is Eternity!
S. Barnabas' : December 31, 1883.
# A Christmas Faggot/A Cradle Song

A CRADLE SONG.
Sing, ye winds and sing, ye waters, May the music of your song Silence all the dark forebodings That have plagued the world too long; He who made your voices tuneful Comes to right the wrong.
Warble on, ye feathered songsters, Lift your praises loud and high, ​Merry lark, and thrush, and blackbird, In the grove and in the sky Make your music, shame our dumbness, Till we make reply.
Children's laughter is a music Flowing from a hidden spring, Which, though men misdoubt its virtue, Well is worth discovering; Slowly dies the heart that knows not How to laugh and sing.
Hark, a cradle-song! the Singer Is the Heart of God Most High; ​All sweet voices are the echoes That in varied tones reply To that Voice which through the ages Sings earth’s lullaby.
Oftentimes a sleepless infant For a season frets and cries: All at once an unseen finger Curtains up the little eyes. So the cradled child He nurses God will tranquillise.
His the all-enfolding Presence; Oh, what tutelage it brings ​To the little lives that ripen 'Neath the shelter of its wings; God's delays are no denials, As He waits He sings!
They alone are seers and singers Who invalidate despair By the lofty hopes they cherish, By the gallant deeds they dare, By the ceaseless aspirations Of a life of prayer.
Brothers, sisters, lift your voices, May the rapture of your song ​Put to flight the sad misgivings That have vexed the world too long; God would have us share the triumph That shall right the wrong.
Loch Laggan : 1884.
# A Christmas Faggot/Magnificat

II. MAGNIFICAT.
Earth’s noise God’s music supersedes.  Sin’s discord it excludes, It tells us of a Lamb that bleeds,  And of a Dove that broods.
It tells us of a Child Who brings  The help that sets us free; The song His Maiden-Mother sings  Of saved Humanity.
The Mother’s and Sister’s part  She plays; she leads the choir Of those whose purity of heart  Is passionate desire.
Above the blood-encrimsoned sea,  Dispelling doubt and fear With her celestial minstrelsy,  Our Miriam doth cheer
The men whose homeward-going hearts  Are loyal to their King; When all from her have learnt their parts,  Then shall creation sing!
The sweetest of the Gospel songs,  To all the Saints so dear, To every eventide belongs  Throughout the changeful year.
It sanctifies the vesper hour  When summer smiles serene; It is a joy-constraining power  When winter blasts are keen.
'My soul doth magnify the Lord’—  Ecstatic is the voice That sings of Paradise restored—  'My spirit doth rejoice!’
Pinzolo: 1882.
# A Christmas Faggot/Front matter

* BY THE SAME AUTHOR.
* THE VISION OF THE EUCHARIST
* AND OTHER POEMS.
* Crown 8vo, cloth, 5s.
* London: KEGAN PAUL., TRENCH. & CO.
A CHRISTMAS FAGGOT
# A Christmas Faggot/An Empty Cradle

AN EMPTY CRADLE.
All empty stands a little cradle-bed, A mother's falling tears the only sound; But not of earth her thoughts, nor underground; Up-gazing she discerns the Fountain-head Of life; the living Voice she hears that said 'Fear not' to weeping women who had found An empty tomb, and angels watching round, Who asked 'Why seek the living with the dead?' ​So weeps our Mother Church—her tears outshine Sun-smitten dewdrops on a summer's morn; God's rainbow girdles her, Hope's lovely sign, Whereby she knows that smiles of tears are born; Fulfilled of life herself, she would assure Her children all of death's discomfiture.
Carlisle : 1884.
# A Cyclopaedia of Female Biography/Piscopia, Cornaro Elene

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PISCOPIA, CORNARO ELENE,
Was born at Venice, in 1646. This lady was remarkable for her learning. Her erudition was very highly appreciated by the scholars of that age, and there are many records of great praise being offered her by distinguished men. She understood Greek, Latin, Hebrew, Spanish, French, and Arabic. She was a professor of philosophy, mathematics, theology, and astronomy. She was presented with the wreath and dignity of laureate, in the Duomo of Padua, In 1678. To these grave acquirements she added skill in music and poetry, with a talent for improvisation. Early in childhood she announced a determination against matrimony, in which she persevered, though greatly opposed by her parents, who were desirous and urgent that she should form some illustrious connexion; but the duties of the married life she thought would be incompatible with her engrossing love for study. She possessed sincere piety, a little too much tinctured with ascetic superstition as regarded herself, but drawing forth most benevolent and kindly dispositions towards her relations, dependants, and the indigent populace. For the most part of her life she was a patient martyr to acute disease, and died In 1684. Her works which remain are, "Euloglums on several illustrious Italians," written In Latin, Latin epistles, academical discourses in the vernacular tongue, a translation from the Spanish of Lanspergio, besides a volume of poems.
# A Cyclopaedia of Female Biography/Pix, Mary

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PIX, MARY,
By birth Mary Griffith, was the daughter of a clergyman, and was born in Yorkshire, in the reign of William the Third. She was a contemporary of Mrs. Manley and Mrs. Cockburne, and was satirized with them in a little dramatic piece, called the "Female Wits." She was the author of a number of plays, published between 1696 and 1705.
# A Cyclopaedia of Female Biography/Pinckney, Maria

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PINCKNEY, MARIA,
This lady (in every sense of the venerated title) was the eldest daughter of Gen. Charles Cotesworth Pinckney, of South Carolina; her mother, a sister of the Hon. Arthur Middleton, of Middleton Place, South Carolina, another of the signers of American independence. Education, together with excellent natural abilities, combined to form Miss Pinckney's very superior character; while the promptings of a truly benevolent heart always directed her hand to relieve the necessitous, and in every instance to promote the welfare of others, making generous allowance for all human frailty. Warm were her friendships, and never did a shadow of caprice disturb their harmony, or mar the happiness of domestic life. Religiously and morally, she was a bright example unto death. Miss Pinckney was peculiarly impressed with love of country, but more especially her native state; she therefore deeply felt and weighed every movement derogatory, in her opinion, to its interests; so that, when South Carolina exhibited nullification principles, she took a strong and leading stand in favour of those principles, presenting to the public a very energetic and well-written work upon the subject. Its point was so full of effect as to cause an eminent statesman at Washington to exclaim, "That the nullification party of South Carolina was consolidated by the nib of a lady's pen."
Perhaps Miss Pinckney might have fairly taken for the motto of her publication—viewing the partial imposition of certain taxation in the light in which the party and herself beheld it—her father's never-to-be-forgotten, patriotic sentiment, in reply to the unjust demand made upon the United States by France—"Millions for defence, but not a cent for tribute." Miss Pinckney died a few years ago.
# A Cyclopaedia of Female Biography/Placidia

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PLACIDIA,
A daughter of Theodosius the Great, sister to Honorius and Arcadius, was born about the year 388, and was brought up in the palace of Constantinople. At the third siege and sack of Rome by Alaric, in 410, Placidia was one of the captives carried away by him; she was treated with the respect due to her rank; and Ataulphus, Alaric's successor, married her in 414. She bore him a son who soon died. In 415, Ataulphus was murdered by Singeric, who usurped the Gothic throne, and treated the royal widow with great ignominy, obliging her to walk twelve miles before his chariot. Singeric was soon after assassinated, and Placidia was ransomed ​by the Romans for 600,000 measures of wheat, and returned to Italy.
In 417, Honorius compelled Placidia to marry his general, Constantius, as a reward for his services. She became the mother of Valentinian the Third, and Honoria. By Placidia's instigation, Constantius urged Honorius to admit him to a partnership in the empire, by which elevation she obtained the title of Augusta; their titles, however, were not acknowledged at the court of Constantinople. Placidia again became a widow in 421. When her son, Valentinian the Third, was declared emperor, in 426, Placidia assumed the reins of government during his minority. Her administration was neither wise nor vigorous. She died at Home in the year 450.
# A Cyclopaedia of Female Biography/Planché, Matilda

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PLANCHE, MATILDA,
Is the youngest daughter of J. R. Planchè, the English dramatic author. She resides at present near London. Five of her little works have been republished in America, entitled "A Trap to Catch a Sunbeam," "Old Joliffe," "The Sequel to Old Joliffe," "A Merry Christmas," and "Lucy's Half Crown." That these simple little tales have been popular, is fully shown by the fact that more than twelve thousand of them have been circulated in America alone. The aim of the author is evidently an exalted one; to show the beautiful light which goodness sheds on the soul, to exhibit the power of a cheerful spirit to sustain and invigorate the mind, and to prove how much good may be done by a loving and earnest heart, amid the common ways, and with the limited means of the poorest among us; yet the moral is not obtruded, and the narrative is natural and interesting. Miss Planchè is one of the most promising among the youthful authors of this country.
# A Cyclopaedia of Female Biography/Pinella, Antonia

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PINELLA, ANTONIA,
Was born at Bologna, and obtained the knowledge which she possessed of the art of painting from Lodovico Caracci, to whose ​style she adhered. Her principal works are in the different churches of her native city. She died there, in 1640.
# A Cyclopaedia of Female Biography/Pipelet, Constance Marie de Theis

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PIPELET, CONSTANCE MARIE DE THEIS,
Was born at Nantes in 1768, of a distinguished family. She married in 1789, M. Pipelet. an eminent surgeon in Paris; and, after his death, she married, in 1802, the Prince de Salm-Dyck. Madame Pipelet devoted herself, when very young, to the study of literature and the arts; and her poems are quite numerous, and almost invariably excellent. She also wrote an opera, entitled "Sappho;" a drama, several romances, and other prose works; and belonged to several academies. Madame Pipelet maintained the theory of the original equality of the sexes; and one of her most elaborate poems is devoted to this subject.
# A Biographical Dictionary of the Celebrated Women of Every Age and Country/Jane (of Navarre)

This prince had the same good fortune as his rival, our Edward the First, in being tenderly and faithfully attached to his wife, and in possessing a woman of courage, sense, and virtue, "who held," says Mezeray, "every one chained by the eye, ear, and heart, being equally beautiful, eloquent, and generous." The count de Bar, kinsman to the king of England, invaded Champagne, the patrimony of Jane, who went in person to defend it, gave battle to the enemy, delivered orders herself in the midst of the combat, vanquished and took prisoner the count de Bar, whom she brought in triumph to Paris. She governed Navarre and Champagne, the administration of which the king always left to her, with wisdom, as she defended them with bravery. She founded, with royal magnificence, the college of Navarre, a long time the school of the French ​nobility, and the honour of the university of Paris, and was the protectress of the learned.
Rivalite de la France et de l'Angleterre, &c.
# A Biographical Dictionary of the Celebrated Women of Every Age and Country/Jane (of Westmoreland)

This lady made such a surprising progress in the Latin and Greek tongues, under the instruction of Mr. Fox, the Martyrologist, that she might stand in competition with the most learned men of that age. The latter part of her life was rendered very unhappy by the misconduct of her husband, who engaged in an insurrection in the north, in 1569, for which he was adjudged a traitor; and in consequence his goods and lands were confiscated, and himself sentenced to death, which he escaped by fleeing beyond sea, where he lived long in exile.
Female Worthies.
# A Biographical Dictionary of the Celebrated Women of Every Age and Country/Isea

ISEA,
A provençal poetess.
F. C.
# A Biographical Dictionary of the Celebrated Women of Every Age and Country/Isje

ISJE, (a Japanese Princess), born 868,
Whose works are still said to be highly esteemed in Japan.
F. C.
# A Biographical Dictionary of the Celebrated Women of Every Age and Country/Isota Veronensis

ISOTA VERONENSIS,
Wrote eloquent epistles to popes Nicholas V. and Pius II.; also a Dialogue, in which it was disputed whether Adam or Eve sinned first.
# A Biographical Dictionary of the Celebrated Women of Every Age and Country/Isaura, (Clementia)

ISAURA, (CLEMENTIA) a Lady of Toulouse, in the 14th Century, celebrated for her Learning.
It is believed she instituted the Jeux Floraux there, where prizes were bestowed on the successful poetical Competitors. She at least left to it a considerable bequest.
F. C.
# A Biographical Dictionary of the Celebrated Women of Every Age and Country/Itha

The war, however, was still carried on by his brother Guelph, who, with his principal followers, were besieged in the castle of Weinsberg; and having sustained great loss in a sally, were obliged to surrender at discretion. The emperor, however, instead of using his good fortune with rigour, granted the duke and his chief officers permission to retire unmolested. But Itha, suspecting the lenity of Conrad, with whose enmity against her husband she was well acquainted; and trusting more to the romantic and capricious notions of honour in the age, than to simple generosity, begged that she and the other women in the castle, might be allowed to come out with as much as each of them could carry, and be conducted to a place of safety. The request was granted, and the evacuation immediately performed; when the emperor and his army, who expected to see every one loaded with jewels, gold, and silver, beheld, to their astonishment, the duchess and her fair companions, staggering beneath the weight of their husbands. The tears ran down Conrad's cheeks; he applauded their conjugal tenderness, and ​an accommodation with Guelph and his adherents was the consequence of this act of female heroism. This affecting incident happened in the year 1141.
# A Biographical Dictionary of the Celebrated Women of Every Age and Country/Jand Bibi

JAND BIBI, Queen of Deccan, in Hindostan, in the 16th Century,
Was a wise and able princess. She maintained her dominions in peace and prosperity, and repulsed, with success, the attacks of the Moguls, who wished to subjugate them to their emperor.
F.C.
# A Child of the Jago/Chapter 36

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XXXVI
It was but a little crowd that stood at the Old Bailey corner while the bell tolled, to watch for the black flag. This was not a popular murder. Josh Perrott was not a man who had been bred to better things; he did not snivel and rant in the dock; and he had not butchered his wife nor his child, nor anybody with a claim on his gratitude or affection; so that nobody sympathized with him, nor got up a petition for pardon, nor wrote tearful letters to the newspapers. And the crowd that watched for the black flag was a small one, and half of it came from the Jago.
While it was watching, and while the bell was tolling, a knot of people stood at the Perrotts' front-doorway, in Old Jago Street. Father Sturt went across as soon as the ​sleepers of the night had been seen away from the shelter, and spoke to Kiddo Cook, who stood at the stair-foot to drive off intruders.
"They say she's been sittin' up all night, Father," Kiddo reported in a hushed voice. "An' Poll 's jest looked in at the winder from Walsh's, and says she can see 'em all kneelin' round a chair with that little clock o' theirs on it. It's—it's more 'n 'alf an hour yut."
"I shall come here myself presently, and relieve you. Can you wait? You mustn't neglect trade, you know."
"I'll wait all day, Father, if ye like. Nobody sha'n't disturb 'em."
When Father Sturt returned from his errand, "Have you heard anything?" he asked.
"No, Father," answered Kiddo Cook.
"They ain't moved."
There were two faint notes from a distant steeple, and then the bell of St. Leonards beat out the inexorable hour.