From Bethlehem to Calvary, By night and day, by land and sea, His closest followers were we. We soothed Him on His mother's breast; We shared with John the place of rest; With Magdalen His feet we pressed. We saw His twilight agony; To us He breathed His latest sigh; With us He sought again the sky. And now of all to whom His tone His face and gesture once were known, We, wanderers, remain alone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON HUNTINGDON'S 'MIRANDA' by SIDNEY LANIER WIND AND WINDOW FLOWER by ROBERT FROST THE EXILE TO HIS WIFE by JOSEPH BRENAN THE COMING OF SPRING by NORA PERRY 1916 SEEN FROM 1921 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN NIGHT-WIND by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |