Aquinas Institute - Arete Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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i 0m Jlelobeb Jfounber anb Jfrienb A tall grave man he stands Cloaked in the ruby red of martyr’s blood; Bent o’er a crook whose office it still is To win back blundering sheep into the fold; To ward off him who comes with slowering fangs Like to the wolf, the Fiend who steals away The suckling lamb to drag down into hell. The snow of winter chilleth not the flame That burneth in this breast; it springs yet To conflagration of wrath full righteous when Some tottering yearling falls into the maw Of blackest night and dark, drear dreaded things Dance ’round the carcass in some ghoulish rite. Then springs the flame, and succor comes with light. He gazes on the flock and e’en the lambs Are numbered in his mild and benign eye. Instrument of Providence, of which ’twas said “Nor sparrow dies and falls upon the earth ignored.” He watches o’er the flock and gives them bread, Bread which breathes within them immortality. And ever and anon he safely speaks “Remember ye, that God is man’s best friend.” God grant another such to guard When he o’erlooks the flocks of Paradise. The Class of 1930 seven

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' Si ' SZZXtV ' tt The Most Reverend Thomas F. Hickey, D.D. ■ SIX

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