O RAIL not at our kindred in the North,
Albeit Samaria finds her likeness there;
A well-formed Priesthood, and the Church cast forth
To the chill mountain air.

What, though their fathers sinned, and lost the grace
Which seals the Holy Apostolic line?
Christ's love o'erflows the bounds His prophets trace
In His reveal'd design.

Isræl had seers; to them the word is nigh;
Shall not that word run forth, and gladness give
To many a Shunammite, till in His eye
The full Seven-thousand live?