Dies Irae (verse)
French, Joseph Lewis
Dies Irae This orb, this planet in all-whelming space, This atom of the infinite-this star, This nestling of the changing whence we are Shall be consumed in one eterne embrace What time we shall...
...Yet nothing shall be lost-for lo...
...Dies Irae This orb, this planet in all-whelming space, This atom of the infinite-this star, This nestling of the changing whence we are Shall be consumed in one eterne embrace What time we shall behold His awful face...
...this flower Wooing time's heart through aeons still will bloom: This tree, the glad gift of our mortal hour, Still lift His branches to the eternal doom: The effigy, the essence, and the dower, Of earth's sad night shall aye for heaven consume...
...Joseph Lewis French...
...What time from out the elements that mar Some spirit of eternal wrath afar Shall gird us to infinity's last grace...
Vol. 11 • April 1930 • No. 26
