FOR THE GOLDEN JUBILEE OF THE SISTERS OF CHARITY.
MAY 14, 1882.
When at the city's gates
Some great one enters in,
Whose name is writ by the Eternal Fates
Time's honored roll within;
When from the battle-fields
The conquering hosts return,
Bearing aloft on fair, victorious shields
The laurels brave men earn,—
With cannon-burst and blare of echoing sound
We hail their entering feet,
While the glad clamor of the joyous crowd
Fills all the surging street.
Some great one enters in,
Whose name is writ by the Eternal Fates
Time's honored roll within;
When from the battle-fields
The conquering hosts return,
Bearing aloft on fair, victorious shields
The laurels brave men earn,—
With cannon-burst and blare of echoing sound
We hail their entering feet,
While the glad clamor of the joyous crowd
Fills all the surging street.
O daughters of the Cross,
Not with such loud acclaim
Your strong, sweet souls, that soothe the pain of loss,
Have stormed the heights of Fame;
Not with such loud acclaim
Your strong, sweet souls, that soothe the pain of loss,
Have stormed the heights of Fame;
