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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LEGEND OF THE CROSSBILL, by JULIUS MOSEN Poet's Biography First Line: On the cross the dying saviour / heavenward lifts his eyelids calm Last Line: Songs, like legends, strange to hear. | |||
On the cross the dying Saviour Heavenward lifts his eyelids calm, Feels, but scarcely feels, a trembling In his pierced and bleeding palm. And by all the world forsaken, Sees he how with zealous care At the ruthless nail of iron A little bird is striving there. Stained with blood and never tiring, With its beak it doth not cease, From the cross 't would free the Saviour, Its Creator's Son release. And the Saviour speaks in mildness: "Blest be thou of all the good! Bear, as token of this moment, Marks of blood and holy rood!" And that bird is called the crossbill; Covered all with blood so clear, In the groves of pine it singeth Songs, like legends, strange to hear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE STATUE OVER THE CATHEDRAL DOOR by JULIUS MOSEN TO RIDGELY TORRENCE - PLAYWRIGHT by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON INDIAN SUMMER by SARA TEASDALE SONNET: 65 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE IN MEMORY: MISS JEWETT by GRACE ALLERTON ANDREWS LINES WRITTEN BY A DEATH-BED by MATTHEW ARNOLD MORGUE: 1. LITTLE ASTER by GOTTFRIED BENN TO ONE WHO HAD LEFT HER CONVENT TO MARRY by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT ARIADNE by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY BERTHE AND FRANCESCA BRAGGIOTTI by JOSEPHINE V. BROWER THE CONTRAST TO WATTS' HYMN 'THE POTTER AND THE CLAT' by JOHN BYROM |
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