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To Prince Franz Josef de Hohenlohe on His First Communion DayAuthor(s): John FitzpatrickSource: The Irish Monthly, Vol. 33, No. 389 (Nov., 1905), pp. 647-648Published by: Irish Jesuit ProvinceStable URL: http://www.jstor.org/stable/20500867 .
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TO PRINCE FRANZ JOSEF DE HOHENLOHE ON HIS FIRST COMMUNION DAY
You and Jesus met to-day In a sweet and wondrous way
Though He lived, as all men know, On the earth so long ago;
And He lives now just as far
From the earth as any star
And in First Communion you Were made one instead of two.
Pure as snow, and purer yet, Like a seal the Host was set
On the days without offence Of your childish innocence:
Where so much is insecure,
Thus your childhood is made sure
For our Lord, to whom we owe
All our life as white as snow.
Be, as long as life shall last,
Loyal to that little past; If you sin, and when you pray,
Even to your latest day, Think how God, when you were young,
Was sealed on your prayerful tongue, And how priestly hand made His
You and all its promises.
'Neath this Eucharistic seal
Safe shall be your life, I feel;
Seals are sacred, and, you know,
Men of honour deem them so.
Since our Lord is human, too,
Treat Him as a man should do, Lest you blush with dread disgrace,
When you meet Him face to face.
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648 THE IRISH MONTHLY
Often eat this Living Bread,
If with lfe you would be fed;
He is strength in every need, He, the staff of life indeed. Fearing God, you need not fear
Any man; so, with good cheer,
Little man of years eleven,
Forward! on your way to Heaven.
JOHN FITZPATRICK, O.M.I.
PIGEONHOLE PARAGRAPHS
THE thirty-third of the "Pithy Sayings of Father Tracy
Clarke," given at pNge 486, is compared there with one of Vauvenargues' pense'ei. A still closer parallel is one of the sayings of St. Ignatius Loyola, recorded by Father Bartoli. Another of
Father Clarke's sayings-" Judge nations by their peasantry, the nobles are everywhere alike "-came up before my memory
when I read in Edward Fitzgerald's Polo-nius these observations
of Dr. Samuel Johnson: "A decent provision for the poor is the true test of civilization. Gentlemen of education are pretty
much the same in all countries ; the condition of the lower orders, the poor especially, is the true mark of national discrimination."
That last word comes in rather oddly, and made me look at the
original; but I find I copied correctly. The same idea is in
sinuated in Goldsmith's famous lines about " princes and lords,"
and " a bold peasantry, their country's pride."
* * *
The matter of the following lines by a certain Edwin Sabin is better than their form. He calls work
The comforter of sorrow and of care, The shortener of way prolonged and rude,
The lightener of burden hard to bear, The best companion in our solitude,
The draught that soothes the mind and calms the brain, The miracle that lifts despair's thick murk,
When other friends would solace bring m vain.
Thank God for work.
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