FAITH REBORN
‘ The old gods pass,’ the cry goes round;
‘ Lo! how their temples strew the ground’;
Nor mark we where, on new-fledged wings,
Faith, like the phoenix, soars and sings.
‘ The old gods pass,’ the cry goes round;
‘ Lo! how their temples strew the ground’;
Nor mark we where, on new-fledged wings,
Faith, like the phoenix, soars and sings.