SAMARITANA.

New Zealand Tablet, 21 April 1921, Page 33

SAMARITANA.

(To one who befriended Francis Thompson.) I do not count your tale of sins ■ = They may be many as the sands; I only k.now when all the inns ■■ Shut doors.on him, your piteous' hands Appeased his want; your -errant feet ' Made straight a path to fire and light, A roof against the naked night, A .door against the desert street. ' r; ' '■>• Much was forgiven her of 01d,,//,,; ~,.''' ' ; ' Because: she loved much: Full ( ,as worth ':[■■: The single cup of water ,cold , ;^, '..,,-; You gave God's, poet in his dearth, ! ~"; , '!:r i As ointment poured from porphyry : \'-,,, •'. '"\ Upon the Lord's : feet r at;■'a^feast:^.,.: I '-^., - "As i: much; as-unto, these, My least, "i .■,'?''< A Ye do t it also unto Me." •><-:■ %.»&'£{>''£■' Frank: E. A. Thonb, in the Grinnell Review.