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THE MARTYR: A DRAMA.
Who have on earth a virtuous part fulfill'd?
The dear redeem'd of Godlike love, again
To their primeval destiny restored?
It is a generous, powerful, noble faith.
SYLVIUS.
It well became a Roman and a soldier?
FATHER.
And less of martial ardour were becoming
In those whose humble Lord stretch'd forth his hand,
His saving hand, to ev'n the meanest slave
Who bends beneath an earthly master's rod.
This faith is meet for all of human kind.
CORDENIUS.
His heart is meek, though ardent;
It is, indeed, a faith for all mankind.
FATHER.
On every side beset with threatening terrors.
Look on these ghastly walls, these shapeless pillars,
These heaps of human bones,—this court of death;
Ev'n here, as in a temple, we adore