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To serve their purpose, and then, if it must be, to be forgotten, or wild hope to be embalmed in a sonnet sequence: that was reward enough. In the midst of this silent and yet so eloquent orchestra, which from morn to night was continually crying 'Glory, glory, glory' in the ear of the self-enamoured poet, Hyacinth Rondel was sitting one evening.
Joshua shall be thy successor, who served thee with devotion and showed thee great veneration, for at morn and eve he put up the benches in thy house of teaching and spread the carpets over them; he served thee as far as he was able, and Israel shall now know that he will therefore receive his reward.
The princess returned to her rooms, and the giant summoned all his dwarfs, and he ordered them to go forth in the dawning of the morn and to gather all the fairy dew lying on the bushes, and to wind three balls one yellow, one red, and one blue.
"Now from the golden East the zephyrs borne, Proclaimed with balmy gales the approach of morn; And fair Aurora decked her radiant head With roses cropp'd from Eden's flowery bed; When from the sounding camp was heard afar The noise of troops preparing for the war: To this succeed the trumpet's loud alarms, And rouse, with shriller notes, the host to arms.
'Sister, he said, 'the morn that I had offered my ring, I was feeble and faint; and when I knelt on before the altar in continued prayer I know not whether I slept or whether it were a vision, but it was to me as though I were again on the river, and again the hymn of Bernard of Morlaix was sung around and above me, by the voice I never thought to hear again.
He was bold enough, Margarite! on a dark night, at eve, there were so many ships before Isabella but when morn broke they were fewer by two. Margarite and the Apostolic Vicar and a hundred disaffected were departed the Indies! "Have they gotten to Spain? And what do they say? God, He knoweth! There have been great men and they have been stung to death." "Ay, ay, the old story!"
But of all that prayed on that Christmas morn, whether with few words or many, surely, no heart rose with the seeking words more earnestly than that of the poor woman kneeling as she prayed, rifle in hand, amid the snow. "God of the starving, let not my children die!"
She went on to the next song without daring to turn around; this was the little old nursery favorite, "Oh, happy night, that brings the morn To shine above the child new-born! Oh, happy star! whose radiance sweet Guided the wise men's eager feet...." and after that came "Noel," surely never sung before, Susan thought, as they sang it then!
They pass within; a bright face offers itself for a kiss; fondly he stoops, but the dream vanishes; in the breaking of the morn he stands alone; hope dead within his breast. Winter waited long for his servant's return. He walked restlessly up and down the chamber, ever and anon pausing, either for recourse to the flagon on the table, or to draw aside the curtains and gaze out upon the street.
A certain wistful sadness touched him as he looked on the quiet country landscape in the wintry sunlight of this Christmas morn, some secret instinctive foreboding told him that it might be the last Christmas he should ever see. And a sudden wave of regret swept over his soul, regret that he had not appreciated the sweet things of life more keenly when he had been able to enjoy their worth.
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