Three Holies sat in sacred place And quaffed celestial wine, As they discussed the human race With dignity divine. Said they: `Although in doctrine we May differ more or less, In spirit stoutly we agree Religion`s a success.` Said One: `I praise the pride of war, The Faith that mocks at fear; Desire of death in battle for It bringeth Heaven near.` The Second said: ``Tis Peace I preach, And hate of human strife; The sufferance of pain I teach, The sanctity of life.` Then said the Third: `Love I proclaim The goal of human good . . . Yet are we not all three the same In holy brotherhood?` And so they went forth hand in hand, Wending a starry way,— Mohamet, gentle Buddha and He of Gethsemenè.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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