Lives of the apostles of Jesus ChristBacon, David Francis
Religion
Lives of the apostles of Jesus Christ
Bacon, David Francis
Apostles
“The oracles are dumb;
No voice or hideous hum
Rolls through the arched roof in words deceiving.
Apollo from his shrine
Can no more divine,
With hollow shriek the steep of Delphos leaving.
No nightly trance or breathed spell,
Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.”
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“In consecrated earth
And on the holy hearth,
The Lars and Lemures moan with midnight plaint;
In urns and altars round,
A drear and dying sound,
Affrights the Flamens at their service quaint;
And the chill marble seems to sweat,
While each peculiar power foregoes his wonted seat.”
Thus were the mighty labors of human ambition made subservient to
the still greater achievements of divine benevolence; thus did the
unholy triumphs of the hosts of heathenism become, in the hands of
the All-wise, the surest means of spreading the holy and peace-making
truths of Christianity, to the ends of the earth,――otherwise
unapproachable without a miracle. The dominion which thus grew upon
and over the vast empire of Rome, though growing with her growth and
strengthening with her strength, sunk not with her weakness, but,
stretching abroad fresh branches, whose leaves were for the healing
of nations then unknown, showed its divine origin by its immortality;
while, alas! its human modifications betrayed themselves in its
diminished grace and ill-preserved symmetry. Yet in spite of these,
rather than by means of them, it rose still mightier above the ruins of
the empire, under whose shadow it had grown, till, at last, supplanting
Roman and Goth alike, it fixed its roots on the seven hills of the
Eternal city; where, thenceforth, for hundreds of years, the head of
Christendom, ruling with a power more absolute than her imperial sway,
saw more than the Roman world beneath him. Even to this day, vast and
countless “regions, Caesar never knew,” own him of Rome as “the center
of unity;” and lands
“farther west
Than the Greek’s islands of the blest,”
and farther east than the long unpassed bounds of Roman conquest, turn,
with an adoration and awe immeasurably greater than the most exalted of
the apotheosized Caesars ever received, to him who claims the name of
the successor of the poor fisherman of Galilee.
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