Friday, December 2, 2011

A Nice Little Poem

What thou doest at Christ’s table,
Presbyter, think well;
Life eternal is preparèd
There for thee, or hell.

As the sacred taper burning
Dwindles in its size,
So the presbyter, if guilty,
Celebrating, dies.

Think of these — the death of Jesus,
Thine own death as well,
Earth’s deceptions, heaven’s glories,
And the pains of hell.

The Sarum missal in English, F. E. Warren, trans.

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