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Yes , go and view the circlet no \ y , That glitters on a monarch ' s brow ; Count all its sparkling gems , and gaze Upon the diamond ' s living blaze ; See the sky ' s soft tint in the sapphire ' s blue ,
And the beauty of earth in the emerald ' s hue , And youth ' s warm blush in the beauteous gem That shines in the Indian mine—but say From the jewelled and burnished diadem Beams there so bright , so pure a ray As from that crown of thorns ? Ah , no !
" Ecce Homo "—say not so . Yon laurel crowns of victory speak , Shading the hero ' s burning cheek ; They tell of many a battle
won—They tell of deeds of glory done ; But on glory's wreath is a crimson stain , And its light is dim , through the blood of the slain , And the orphan ' s tears that its leaves bedew . Serve but to deepen its sanguine hue . Dost thou think from victory ' s garland bright Beams , forth such a mild and holy light , As from that crown of thorns ? Ah , no i " Ecce Homo "—say not so .
Say not so—that crown of thorns A Saviour's stainless brow adorns ; Than gems and gold and palms more fair , Mercy , and Truth , and Peace , ar _ e there—And Pity , that wept o ' er a nation ' s grave , And Love , that sought a world to save .
Like the setting sun on a summer ' s even . Mingling the hues of earth ant ) heaven , E ' en so do thoughts of heayerily birth , Come blending with the dreams of earth . Turn not , then , from its holy light On the fading splendours of time to gaze , Seek not the twinkling stars of night * Mid the proud sun ' s meridian blaze . J ** Ecce Homo "—he died for thee—He lived thy sinless rule to be—Wilt thou forget , despise him ? No ! Think not—jay not—cfc > not so . 1 Ith 6 th month , 1829 . TERTIA .
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t r * * - * - - - "LINES ON SEEING MISS LINWOOD ' S EXQUISITE COPY OF THR " ECCE HOMO .
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Aug. 2, 1829, page 540, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2575/page/20/
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