Dedication

To the Rev. W. H. Draper, M.A.

A heedless traveller stumbled at a stile,
And one came by who stretched a friendly hand
To help o’er treach’rous places in a land
Where joyous trod the traveller mile by mile.

To aid a halting “foot,” to reconcile
A rebel “accent” with the general scheme,
To seize each subtle nuance in the theme
And greet a fit word with the happy smile
Of one to whom fit words afford delight—
(Things of the Spirit dearer in his sight),—

E’en thus, accomplish’d Friend, did you beguile
Slack hands to utmost labour: “Leave the rest;
This task is worth it; pray you, give your best!”—

Urged you the laggard on with godly wile!
Wherefore with gratitude I dedicate
To you this little book with theme so great.

C. M. M.