Wisdom
The true faith discovered was | When painted panel, statuary, | Glass-mosaic, window-glass, | Amended
what was told awry | By some peasant gospeller; | Swept the sawdust from the floor | Of that working-carpenter. | Miracle had its playtime where | In damask clothed and on a seat | Chryselephantine, cedar-boarded, | His
majestic Mother sat | Stitching at a purple hoarded | That He might be nobly breeched | In starry towers of
Babylon | Noahs freshet never reached. | King Abundance got Him on | Innocence; and Wisdom He. | That
cognomen sounded best | Considering what wild infancy | Drove horror from His Mothers breast. |
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By PanEris
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