FOOTNOTES:

[43] The Bishop of Ripon, under the title of "Seeking and Finding," gives the following text and exquisite little poem as a Diocesan Motto for 1899:

Master, where dwellest Thou?—St. John i: 38.

The Quest

O Master of my soul, where dwellest Thou?
 For but one Sovereign doth love allow,
 And if I find not Thee, quite lost am I;
 Tell me Thy dwelling place: this is my cry.
  
 No travel will I shrink, no danger dread,
 If to Thy home, where'er it be, I may be led:
 Not where the world displays its golden pride,
 Only with Him, Who is the King, would I abide.

The Finding

Nay, not in far distant lands, but ever near,
 Near as the heart that hopes or beats with fear;
 My Home is in the heaven, and yet I dwell
 With every human heart that loveth well.
  
 Not where proud perils are I place My throne,
 But with the true of heart, and these alone;
 So where the contrite soul breathes a true sigh,
 And where kind deeds are done, even there dwell I.
  
 And those who live by love need never ask,
 They find my dwelling place in every task;
 Vainly they seek who all impatient roam;
 If brave and good thy heart, there is My home.