_In S. Columbam ad Christi caput sedentem._
Cui sacra siderea volueris suspenditur ala?
Hunc nive plus niveum cui dabit illa pedem?
Christe, tuo capiti totis se destinat auris,
Qua ludit densae blandior umbra comae.
Illic arcano quid non tibi murmure narrat,
Murmure mortales non imitante sonos?
Sola avis haec nido hoc non est indigna cubare:
Solus nidus hic est hac bene dignus ave.[71]
{Pe tachyergos agei pteryg' asteroessan eretmos?
E tini keina pherei ten poda chioneen?
Christe, tee kephale pasais pterygessin epeigei;
Pe skia toi dasiois paize mala plokamois.
Poia soi arrheto psithyrismati kein' agoreuei?
Arret', ouk eches isa men andromees.
Mouna men hed' ornis kalias est' axia tautes.
Axia d' ornithos mouna men he kalia.}
_To the sacred Dove alighting on the head of Christ._
On whom doth this blest Bird its wings outspread?
Where will it suffer its white feet to rest?
O Jesus, hovering o'er Thy hallow'd head,
Within Thy hair's sweet shade it seeks a nest.
There does it breathe a mystic song to Thee,
A melody unlike all earthly sound:
That Bird alone to this pure nest may flee;
This nest alone worthy the Bird is found. W.