To the Low Breton tune: "@3Ann hini goz@1" The murdered eye is not dead A spike still splits it Nailed up I am coffinless They drove the nail in my eye The nailed eye is not dead And the spike still enters it @3Deus misericors@1 @3Deus misericors@1 The hammer pounds my wooden head The hammer that will make the cross @3Deus misericors@1 @3Deus misericors@1 The undertaker birds Are thus afraid of my body My Golgotha is not over @3Lamma lamma sabacthani@1 Doves of Death Be thirsty for my body Red as a gun-port The sore is on the edge Like the drooling gum Of a toothless laughing old woman The sore is on the edge Red as a gun-port I see circles of gold The white sun bites me I've two holes pierced by an iron bar Reddened in the forge of hell I see a circle of gold The sky's fire bites me In the marrow twists A tear which comes out I see inside paradise @3Miserere de profundis@1 In my skull twists A sulfur tear which comes out Blessed the good dead man The saved dead man who sleeps Happy the martyrs the chosen With the Virgin and her Jesus Oh blessed the dead man The judged dead man who sleeps A Knight outside Reposes without remorse In the hallowed cemetery In his granite siesta The man of stone outside Has two eyes without remorse Oh I feel you still Yellow moors of Armor I feel my rosary in my fingers And Christ in bone on the wood I gape at you still O dead Armor sky Pardon for praying hard Lord if it is fate My eyes two burning holy-water fonts The devil put his fingers inside Pardon for crying loud Lord against fate I hear the north wind Which bugles like a horn It is the hunting call for the kill of the dead I bay enough on my own I hear the north wind I hear the horn's knell | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RONDEAU by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT AN ESSAY ON MAN by ALEXANDER POPE LITTLE GIFFEN by FRANCIS ORRERY TICKNOR TO THE CASTLE OF DONEGAL by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. TO ONE WHO IS WHERE THE ETERNAL ARE by EDWARD CARPENTER OLNEY HYMNS: 39. LOOKING UPWARDS IN A STORM by WILLIAM COWPER |