Excerpt from Lays of Quakerdom
In his manly prime, By the fire-light sat a quaker, In the winter time; Moved in feeling by the pealing Of the Christmas chime: Little looked he to the outward; Feasts and holy days, To his inward faith and worship, Were as worldly ways; But he ... scoffed not at the symbols Of the people's praise. Little loved he art or music, And his fire-light falls, In fantastic shape and semblance, O'er ungarnished walls: But he loved the blessed teaching Which the chime recalls. All so still he sate, and solemn, While his own high thought, Thronged upon his ample forehead, Such a stillness wrought, That the mystic spell of silence All around him caught. Sweetly looked they in that circle, Wife and children three; Two brave boys beside the mother Hushed their boyish glee.
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