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But cold his feet, and cold his hands;

And at his heart there lay

An icy coldness unrelieved,
While he pray'd the livelong day.

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A long, long day! It past away

In dreadful expectation;
Yet free throughout the day was he

From outward molestation.

Nor sight appear’d, nor voice was heard,
Tho' every moment both he fear'd;

The Spirits of the Air
Were busy the while in infusing

Suggestions of despair.

And he in strong endeavour still Against them strove with earnest will;

Heart-piercing was his cry, Heart-breathed his groaning; but it seem'd

That the source of tears was dry.

And now had evening closed;

The dim lamp-light alone On the stone cross, and the marble walls, And the shrines of the Martyrs, shone.

Before the Cross Eleëmon lay:

His knees were on the ground;
Courage enough to touch the Cross

Itself, he had not found.

VOL. VII.

But on the steps of the pedestal

His lifted hands were laid ;
And in that lowliest attitude
The suffering sinner pray’d.

A strong temptation of the Fiend,
Which bade him despair and die,
He with the aid of Scripture

Had faithfully put by;
And then, as with a dawning hope,
He raised this contrite

cry :

« Oh that mine eyes were fountains !

If the good grace of Heaven
Would give me tears, methinks I then

Might hope to be forgiven !”

To that meek prayer a short loud laugh

From fiendish lips replied :

Close at his ear he felt it,
And it sounded on every side.

From the four walls and the vaulted roof

A shout of mockery rung; And the echoing ground repeated the sound, Which peal'd above, and below, and around,

From many a fiendish tongue.

The lamps went out at that hideous shout,

But darkness had there no place, For the room was fill’d with a lurid light

That came from a Demon's face.

A dreadful face it was, .

too well
By Eleëmon known !
Alas! he had seen it when he stood

Before the dolorous Throne.

“ Eleëmon! Eleëmon ! !”
Sternly said the Demon,
“ How have I merited this?
I kept my covenant with thee,
And placed thee in worldly bliss !

6 And still thou mightest have had,

Thine after-days to bless, Health, wealth, long life, and whatsoe'er

The World calls happiness.

“ Fool, to forego thine earthly joys,

Who hast no hope beyond !
For judgement must be given for me,

When I sue thee upon the Bond.

“ Remember I deceived thee not ;

Nor had I tempted thee;
Thou camest of thine own accord,

And didst act knowingly!

“ I told thee thou might'st vainly think

To cheat me by contrition, When thou wert written down among

The Children of Perdition !

6. So help me, Satan !' were thy words

When thou didst this allow;
I help'd thee, Eleëmon, then, ..

And I will have thee now!”

At the words of the Fiend, from the floor

Eleëmon in agony sprung ;
Up the steps of the pedestal he ran,

And to the Cross he clung.

And then it seem'd as if he drew,
While he claspt the senseless stone,
A strength he had not felt till then,

A hope he had not known.

So when the Demon ceased,
He answer'd him not a word ;

But looking upward, he
His faithful prayer preferr’d:

“ All, all, to Thee, my Lord

And Saviour, I confess! And I know that Thou canst cleanse me

From all unrighteousness!

my sin,

“ I have turned away

from In Thee do I put my trust, To such Thou hast promised forgiveness,

And Thou art faithful and just !”

With that the Demon disappear'd,
The lamps resumed their light;

Nor voice, nor vision more
Disturb’d him thro’ the night.

He stirr'd not from his station,
But there stood fix'd in prayer ;
And when Basil the Bishop enter'd

At morn, he found him there.

VIII.

Well might the Bishop see what he

Had undergone that night ;
Remorse and

agony

of mind Had made his dark hair white.

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