The first time that Peter denied his Lord
'Twas only a maid in the palace who heard,

As he sat by the fire and warmed himself through.
Then the cock crew! Then the cock crew!

("Thou also art one of them.") Then the cock crew!

The first time that Peter deniéd his Lord

He had neither the Throne, nor the Keys nor the Sword-
A poor silly fisherman, what could he do,

When the cock crew-when the cock crew-
But weep for his wickedness when the cock crew?

The next time that Peter deniéd his Lord

He was Fisher of Men, as foretold by the Word,
With the Crown on his brow and the Cross on his shoe,
When the cock crew-when the cock crew-

In Flanders and Picardy when the cock crew!

The next time that Peter denied his Lord

'Twas Mary the Mother in Heaven Who heard,

And She grieved for the maidens and wives that they slew

When the cock crew-when the cock crew

At Tirmonde and Aerschott when the cock crew!

The next time that Peter denied his Lord
The Babe in the Manger awakened and stirred,
And He stretched out His arms for the playmates
He knew-

When the cock crew-when the cock crew-
But the waters had covered them when the cock crew!

The next time that Peter denied his Lord
'Twas Earth in her agony waited his word,
But he sat by the fire and naught would he do,
Though the cock crew-though the cock crew-
Over all Christendom, though the cock crew!

The last time that Peter denied his Lord,

The Father took from him the Keys and the Sword,
And the Mother and Babe brake his Kingdom in two,
When the cock crew-when the cock crew-
(Because of his wickedness) when the cock crew!

THE QUESTION

1916

BRETHREN, how shall it fare with me
When the war is laid aside,

If it be proven that I am he

For whom a world has died?

If it be proven that all my good,
And the greater good I will make,
Were purchased me by a multitude
Who suffered for my sake?

That I was delivered by mere mankind
Vowed to one sacrifice,

And not, as I hold them, battle-blind,
But dying with open eyes?

That they did not ask me to draw the sword
When they stood to endure their lot—
That they only looked to me for a word,
And I answered I knew them not?

If it be found, when the battle clears,
Their death has set me free,

Then how shall I live with myself through the years
Which they have bought for me?

Brethren, how must it fare with me, Or how am I justified,

If it be proven that I am he

For whom mankind has died—
If it be proven that I am he
Who, being questioned, denied?

RECESSIONAL

1897

GOD of our fathers, known of old, Lord of our far-flung battle-line, Beneath whose awful Hand we hold Dominion over palm and pineLord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget-lest we forget!

The tumult and the shouting dies;
The Captains and the Kings depart:
Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice,
An humble and a contrite heart.
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget-lest we forget!

Far-called, our navies melt away;

On dune and headland sinks the fire:

Lo, all our pomp of yesterday

Is one with Nineveh and Tyre! Judge of the Nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget-lest we forget!

If, drunk with sight of power, we loose
Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe,
Such boastings as the Gentiles use,

Or lesser breeds without the Law-
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget-lest we forget!

For heathen heart that puts her trust
In reeking tube and iron shard,
All valiant dust that builds on dust,
And guarding, calls not Thee to guard,
For frantic boast and foolish word-
Thy mercy on Thy People, Lord!

"FOR ALL WE HAVE AND ARE”

1914

FOR all we have and are,

For all our children's fate,
Stand up and take the war.
The Hun is at the gate!
Our world has passed away
In wantonness o'erthrown.
There is nothing left to-day
But steel and fire and stone!

Though all we knew depart,
The old Commandments stand:-
"In courage keep your heart,
In strength lift up your hand."

Once more we hear the word
That sickened earth of old :—
"No law except the Sword
Unsheathed and uncontrolled."

Once more it knits mankind,
Once more the nations go
To meet and break and bind
A crazed and driven foe.

Comfort, content, delight,
The ages' slow-bought gain,
They shrivelled in a night.
Only ourselves remain
To face the naked days
In silent fortitude,
Through perils and dismays
Renewed and re-renewed.

Though all we made depart,
The old Commandments stand:-
"In patience keep your heart,
In strength lift up your hand."

No easy hope or lies

Shall bring us to our goal,

But iron sacrifice

Of body, will, and soul.

There is but one task for all

One life for each to give.
What stands if Freedom fall?

Who dies if England live?

THE THREE-DECKER

1.894

"The three-volume novel is extinct."

FULL thirty foot she towered from waterline to rail.

It coct a watch to steer her, and a week to shorten sail; But, spite all modern notions, I've found her first and bestThe only certain packet for the Islands of the Blest.