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THE KNIGHTS AT RINGSTEAD: 3. WINTER by RACHEL ANNAND TAYLOR

First Line: OVER THE SNOW, / A FROZEN BAREFOOT PENITENT I GO
Last Line: MY SINS ARE SCARLET. SHE WAS WHITE AS SNOW.
Subject(s): DEATH; KNIGHTS & KNIGHTHOOD; SNOW; WINTER; DEAD, THE;
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OVER the snow,
A frozen barefoot penitent I go.
For, as I soil this cloth-of-silver, so
I left strange traces in her soul of snow.

Thorough the snow,
A monk distraught with subtile dreams, I go.
The falling flakes confuse me. Even so
My blinding love fell on her lids of snow.

Under the snow,
The kindly snows of death are hid, I know,
Her ruined lilies.—God, be mine the woe!
My sins are scarlet. She was white as snow.



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