Fugitive Verses

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ST. MATTHEW V. 9.

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	"BLESSED are the peace-makers, for they
	God's children shall be called!"—so spake
	The Prince of Peace, in mortal clay,
	Who veiled his glory, for our sake.

	The stormy passions of the mind,
	The boastful tongue and brow of pride,
	Their soothing counsels, wise and kind
	Make to a gentle calm subside.

	That eye upon the ground is cast,
	Which glanced with restless angry glare,
	That breast to hostile breast is prest,
	Which thought to place a scorpion there.

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	Contentious tribes upon the ground
	Cast bow and spear at their charmed voice,
	And, linked in many a friendly round,
	Will o'er the pledge of peace rejoice.

	Then flourish fields and gardens gay,
	Where leaders charged with martial train;
	And Infants 'mid the herbage play,
	Where lately lay the ghastly slain.

	Blest are the peace-makers! for they
	To God's blest family belong;
	Honoured in this our earthly lay,
	And in a sweeter, loftier song.

About this text
Courtesy of University of California, Davis. General Library. Digital Intitiatives Program.; http://digital.lib.ucdavis.edu/projects/bwrp
http://content.cdlib.org/view?docId=kt567nb8xt&brand=oac4
Title: Fugitive Verses
By:  Baillie, Joanna, 1762-1851, creator, British Women Romantic Poets Project
Date: 2001 (issued)
Contributing Institution: University of California, Davis. General Library. Digital Intitiatives Program.; http://digital.lib.ucdavis.edu/projects/bwrp
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