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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=419076" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Trial of the Gods</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">NEVER nobler was the Senate, <br>Never grander the debate: <br>Rome's old gods are on their trial <br>By the judges of the state! <br>Torn by warring creeds, the Fathers <br>Urge to-day the question home— <br>'Whether Jupiter or Jesus <br>Shall be God henceforth in Rome?' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lo, the scene! In Jove's own temple,<br>As of old, the Fathers meet; <br>Through the porch, to hear the speeches, <br>Press the people from the street. <br>Pontiffs, rich with purple vesture, <br>Pass from senate chair to chair; <br>Learned augurs, still as statues— <br>Voiceless statues, too—are there;<br>Vestal virgins, white with terror,<br>Mutely asking—what has come? <br>What new light shall turn to darkness<br>Vesta's holy fire in Rome?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Answer, Quindecemvirs! Surely,<br>Of this wondrous Nazarene <br>Ye must know, who keep the secrets <br>Of the prophet Sibylline? <br>Nay, no word! Here stand the Flamens: <br>Have ye read the omens, priests? <br>Slain the victims, white and sable, <br>Scanned the entrails of the beast?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Priest of Pallas, see! the people<br>Ask for oracles to-day: <br>Silent! Priests of Mars and Venus? <br>Lo, they turn, dumb-lipped, away! <br>Priest of Jove? Flamen dialis! <br>Here in Jove's own temple meet <br>In debate the Roman Senate,<br>And Jove's priest with timid feet <br>Stands beyond the altar railing!<br>Gods, I feel ye frown above! <br>In the shadow of Jove's altar<br>Men defy the might of Jove!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Treason riots in the temple<br>At the sacrilege profound: <br>Virgins mocked, and augurs banished, <br>And divinities discrowned! <br>Hush! Old Rome herself appeareth, <br>Pleading for the ancient faith: <br>Urging all her by-gone glory— <br>That to change the old were death. <br>Rudely answer the patricians,<br>Scoffing at the time-worn snare: <br>Twice a thousand years of sacrifice<br>Have melted into air;<br>Twice a thousand years of worship<br>Have bitterly sufficed <br>To prove there is no Jupiter! <br>The Senate votes for Christ!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not aimless is the story,<br>The moral not remote: <br>For still the gods are questioned, <br>And still the Senates vote. <br>Men sacrifice to Venus; <br>To Mars are victims led; <br>And Mercury is honored still; <br>And Bacchus is not dead;— <br>But these are minor deities <br>That cling to human sight: <br>Our twilight they—but Right and Wrong <br>Are clear as day and night. <br>We know the Truth: but falsehood <br>With our lives is so inwove— <br>Our Senates vote down Jesus <br>As old Rome degraded Jove!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Boyle+O%27Reilly">John Boyle O'Reilly</a><div class=q>
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Never grander the debate: 
Rome's old gods are on their trial 
By the judges of the state! 
Torn by warring creeds, the Fathers 
Urge to-day the question home— 
'Whether Jupiter or Jesus 
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