“Follow Me,” Jesus said; and they uprose, 
Peter and Andrew rose and followed Him, 
Followed Him even to Heaven through death most grim. 
And through a long hard life without repose, 
Save in the grand ideal of its close. 
“Take up your cross and come with Me,” He said; 
And the world listens yet through all her dead. 
And still would answer had we faith like those, 
William Bell Scott. 
Pamomile—JSnergy in ^dvej^sity, 
