"Straight unto me and the high priests he came, Filled with this hope, and said, 'Behold me here, Judas, a follower of Christus! Come! I will point out my master whom you seek!' And out at once they sent me with my band; And as we went, I said, rebuking him, 'How, Judas, is it you who thus betray The Lord and master whom you love, to death?' And, smiling, then he answered, 'Fear you not Do you your duty; take no heed of me.' 'Is not this vile?' I said; 'I had not deemed Such baseness in you.' 'Though it seems so now,' Still smiling he replied, 'wait till the end.' Then turning round as to himself he said, 'Now comes the hour that I have prayed to see-- The hour of joy to all who know the truth.' "'Is this man mad?' I thought, and looked at him; And, in the darkness creeping swiftly on, His face was glowing, almost shone with light; And rapt as if in visionary thought He walked beside me, gazing at the sky. "Passing at last beyond the Cedron brook We reached a garden on whose open gate Dark vines were loosely swinging. Here we paused And lifted up our torches, and beheld Against the blank white wall a shadowy group, There waiting motionless, without a word; A moment, and with rapid, nervous step Judas alone advanced, and, as he reached The tallest figure lifted quick his head; And crying, 'Master! Master!' kissed his cheek. We, knowing it was Christus, forward pressed. Malchus was at my side, when suddenly A sword flashed out from one among them there, And sheared his ear. At once our swords flashed out, But Christus, lifting up his hand, said, 'Peace, Sheathe thy sword, Peter--I must drink the cup.' And I cried also, 'Peace, and sheathe your swords,' Then on his arm I placed my hand, and said, 'In the law's name.' He nothing said, but reached His arm out, and we bound his hands with cords. This done I turned, but all the rest had fled, And he alone was left to meet his fate.