Palm Sunday and Easter Portrayed for the School.
The crown he spurned was flattery, cheap fool's gold.
The sword and scepter he forbore to hold
Corroded soon before the acid bite
Of treachery and slander and despite.
But scars comprise, in fadeless crimson now,
The chosen circlet for his royal brow,
While each deep naiprint eloquently stands
For more than sword and scepter in his hands.
he lifts his cross of brotherhood to wield,
And where the shadow touches, hearts are healed:-
A gentle weapon which the Prince has plied
Since first a spear was thrust into his side.
As we behold the resurrection gift,
time's worth is measured and its shadows lift.
Each life, a laden vessel, slips away
To the glad island of unending day!
Donors: Mr. and Mrs. David Sleight, Mr. and Mrs. John Sleight, Miss Katherine Sleight, in fond remembrance of Roger Barentsen Sleight. Dedicated on Children's Day, June 8, 1952.
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