Accolade, An
O KNIGHTLY heart, God gives to thee a sign!
For thee the shrine was builded long ago,
But long stood darkling, waiting for the glow,
The warmth, the glory, and the breath divine.
Lo! now to-day the altar-candles shine
With sudden, starry splendor. To and fro
The fragrant censers swing, and bending low
Angelic spirits pour thee heavenly wine!
Drink it, great heart, nor fear to drain the cup.
Thou hast kept holy vigil and art pure;
Thou hast kept knightly vigil and art strong;
Then proudly lift the royal banner up
By right divine, unchallenged and sure —
And God be with thee if the way be long!
For thee the shrine was builded long ago,
But long stood darkling, waiting for the glow,
The warmth, the glory, and the breath divine.
Lo! now to-day the altar-candles shine
With sudden, starry splendor. To and fro
The fragrant censers swing, and bending low
Angelic spirits pour thee heavenly wine!
Drink it, great heart, nor fear to drain the cup.
Thou hast kept holy vigil and art pure;
Thou hast kept knightly vigil and art strong;
Then proudly lift the royal banner up
By right divine, unchallenged and sure —
And God be with thee if the way be long!
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