Bulchevy's Book of English Verse Quotes

“That Holy Thing THEY all were looking for a king   To slay their foes and lift them high: Thou cam'st, a little baby thing     That made a woman cry. O Son of Man, to right my lot   Naught but Thy presence can avail; Yet on the road Thy wheels are not,     Nor on the sea Thy sail! My how or when Thou wilt not heed,   But come down Thine own secret stair, That Thou mayst answer all my need—     Yea, every bygone prayer.”
― Arthur Quiller-Couch, Bulchevy's Book of English Verse