I saw a Chapel all of gold That none did dare to enter in, And many weeping stood without, Weeping mourning, worshipping. I saw a Serpent rise between The white pillars of the door, And he forc'd and forc'd and forc'd; Down the golden hinges tore, And along the pavement sweet, Set with pearls and rubies bright, All his shining length he drew, Till upon the altar white Vomiting his poison out On the Bread and on the Wine. So I turned into a sty, And laid me down among the swine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON A TUFT OF GRASS by EMMA LAZARUS HE'D BE NOTHING BUT HIS VIOLIN by MARY KYLE DALLAS THE SCHRECKHORN by THOMAS HARDY THE INDIAN UPON GOD by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE SORROW OF LOVE (2) by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS |