Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CRUCIFERI, by EUPHEMIA MACLEOD First Line: A silent train, they pass along Last Line: Triumphant, scale the heights of god! Subject(s): Future Life; Retribution; Eternity; After Life | ||||||||
A silent train, they pass along, Unheeded by the jostling throng, Their garb dyed red or sober grey In life's strange crucible of clay. Their patient feet, with tortured tread, Must seek the desert's vastness dread, And wear a path o'er thorn and rock For passing of the Shepherd's flock. The burning blast, the lurid storm, The stinging insects' maddening swarm, Their portion, while with parchèd lip The scanty dews they, fainting, sip. Yet clouds may rive, and suns may shine, To quenchless thirst be given Heaven's wine, To pilgrims, songs too sweet to hear, Where naught has been but shadowed fear. No regal robe their Leader wears, No dazzling sceptre proudly bears; His royal sign, the Tree of Scorn, His kingly crown, the twinèd thorn. He spares not those who choose His way, And none his burden down may lay; But they who in His steps have trod, Triumphant, scale the heights of God! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IKON: THE HARROWING OF HELL by DENISE LEVERTOV LEEK STREET by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR UNABLE TO FIND by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR THE AFTERLIFE: LETTER TO STEPHEN DOBYNS 3 by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE AFTERLIFE: LETTER TO STEPHEN DOBYNS: 1 by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE AFTERLIFE: LETTER TO STEPHEN DOBYNS: 2 by HAYDEN CARRUTH WRITING IN THE AFTERLIFE by BILLY COLLINS INFANT SORROW, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE |
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