Sonnet : What Child Of Dust With Glory Was Arrayed Poem by Richard Chenebix Trench

What child of dust with glory was arrayed
Like Solomon?--his bidding, while he stood
In his obedience and first state of good,
The upper and the under worlds obeyed--
All spirits, good and evil; yea, he made
Hell's concourse and involuntary brood
Do drudging work for him -- hew stones, bring wood,
And in the rearing of God's temple aid.
But when he fell from God, the self-same hour
They fell from him -- against him dared to turn,
Defied his might, his ring, his seal of power;
Made him the subject of their mock and scorn;
While before them he now must crouch and cower,
Of strength and wisdom, as of goodness, shorn.