Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed. Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
Germany: Vols. XVII–XVIII. 1876–79.
The Rhyme of Saint Anno
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Six were sainted
Of our holy bishops;
Like the seven stars,
They shall shine from heaven.
Purer and brighter
Is the light of Anno
Than a hyacinth set in a golden ring.
This darling man
We will have for a pattern;
And those that would grow
In virtue and trustiness
Shall dress by him as at a mirror.
As the sun in the air,
Which goes between heaven and earth,
Glitters to both:
So went Bishop Anno
Between God and man.
Such was his virtue in the palace,
That the empire obeyed him.
He behaved with honor to both sides,
And was counted among the first barons.
At worship, in his gestures,
He was awful as an angel.
Many a man knew his goodness;
Hear what were his manners:
His words were frank and open;
He spoke truth, fearing no man.
Like a lion he sat among princes,
Like a lamb he walked among the needy.
To the unruly he was sharp,
Tq the gentle he was mild.
Widows and orphans
Praised him always.
Preaching and praying
Nobody could do better.
Happy was Cologne
To be worthy of such a bishop.