I dreamed I stood upon a hill, and, lo! br The godly multitudes walked to and fro br Beneath, in Sabbath garments fitly clad, br With pious mien, appropriately sad, br While all the church bells made a solemn din -- br A fire-alarm to those who lived in sin. br Then saw I gazing thoughtfully below, br With tranquil face, upon that holy show br A tall, spare figure in a robe of white, br Whose eyes diffused a melancholy light. br 'God keep you, stranger,' I exclaimed. 'You are br No doubt (your habit shows it) from afar; br And yet I entertain the hope that you, br Like these good people, are a Christian too.' br He raised his eyes and with a look so stern br It made me with a thousand blushes burn br Replied -- his manner with disdain was spiced: br 'What! I a Christian? No, indeed! I'm Christ.