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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GLORY, GLORY, HALLELUJAH!, by LLOYD STONE Poet's Biography First Line: Saint mark's objections reached me where I stood Last Line: "mark's voice broke, ""oh . . . A war . . . It killed the soul." Subject(s): Mark, Saint (c. 46 A.d.) | |||
Saint Mark's objections reached me where I stood. "This Judgment Day God overworks the boon Of mending broken souls -- it's long past noon. I wonder who'll be next." His hand, a hood To shade his eyes began to tremble. Could Some earth-thing make this Saint afraid? . . . A moon Rose up, blood-colored, from below . . . The croon Of mourning voices swelled . . . then died. I should Have feared the endless file the deathly roll Of drums announced, for they stood grimly still At last, expressionless. God eyed the whole Of them and wept . . . and cried, "You are too ill To heal." I gasped, "What caused this cruel toll?" Mark's voice broke, "Oh . . . a war . . . it killed the soul." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ST. MARK by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE LEGEND OF ST. MARK by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER CHINESE GRANDMOTHER by LLOYD STONE EFFICIENCY EXPERT by LLOYD STONE HOW TO KNOW LOVE FROM DECEIT by WILLIAM BLAKE TO A FRIEND by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 1 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING FOR THE HOLY FAMILY, BY MICHELANGELO (IN THE NATIONAL GALLERY) by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI |
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