the bridge of the dragon.
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In knightly skill and gentle courtesy,
Of states' parental care:—a bitter hour
Of helpless tears and low-lipped mockery;
When thought is low, and all abroad a power
Of subtle evil rife, and few aware,
And vernal-hearted men fail everywhere.
Of states' parental care:—a bitter hour
Of helpless tears and low-lipped mockery;
When thought is low, and all abroad a power
Of subtle evil rife, and few aware,
And vernal-hearted men fail everywhere.
At morn they celebrate the solemn mass.
In the thin light, wan look the choristers,
And wan the priest—a piteous sight, alas!
But heart-like, tenderly, the music stirs
And throbs; and keen, strong-winged, doth overpass
The large-eyed multitude upon the floors,
'Mid the all-powerful relics, bending low,
And 'neath St. Catherine's heaven-illumined brow.
In the thin light, wan look the choristers,
And wan the priest—a piteous sight, alas!
But heart-like, tenderly, the music stirs
And throbs; and keen, strong-winged, doth overpass
The large-eyed multitude upon the floors,
'Mid the all-powerful relics, bending low,
And 'neath St. Catherine's heaven-illumined brow.
On Margaret's lids that saintly radiance stole,
As in the pauses of the holy chaunt,
Like a continued harmony, her soul
Went on in thought;—as if some ministrant
As in the pauses of the holy chaunt,
Like a continued harmony, her soul
Went on in thought;—as if some ministrant
