was High-priest and Victim. Who may abide strict Divine Justice,
had not One stood between the sinner and the Judge? Thus 'Mercy and
Truth have met together; Righteousness and Peace have kissed each
other.'"



THE CAT OF CAT COPSE



A HAMPSHIRE TRADITION

I

The Dane! the Dane! The heathen Dane
Is wasting Hampshire's coast again--
From ravaged church and plundered farm
Flash the dread beacons of alarm--
Fly, helpless peasants, fly!
Ytene's green banks and forest shades,
Her heathery slopes and gorse-clad glades
Re-echo to the cry--
Where is the King, whose strong right hand
Hath oft from danger freed the land?
Nor fleet nor covenant avails
To drive aloof those pirate sails,
In vain is Alfred's sword;
Vain seems in every sacred fane
The chant--'From fury of the Dane,