Eyes of Youth - A Book of Verse by Padraic Colum, Shane Leslie, A.O. by Various
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Except the gain of loss;
Yet haply Christ's true peer hath better sign Than coronet--the Cross. _ST. GEORGE-IN-THE-EAST_ 'Mid the quiet splendour of a pennoned crowd, Gently proud, Moved in armour, silvered in celestial forge, Great Saint George, Stands he in the crimson-woven air of fight Speared with light-- Hell is harried by the holy anger poured From his sword. Where the sweated toilers of the river slum Shiver dumb, Passed to-day a poorly clad and poorly shod Knight of God; Where the human eddy smears with shame and rags Paving flags, Hell shall weakly wail beneath the words he cries Piteous-wise. * * * * * VIOLA MEYNELL |
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