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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A MARTYR'S MASS; FATHER MIGUEL PRO, EXECUTED AY MEXICO CITY, 1927, by ALFRED BARRETT First Line: Kneeling he spoke the names he loved the most Last Line: The ite, missa est! Subject(s): Martyrs | |||
Kneeling he spoke the Names he loved the most As the air was fanned by the whir of invisible wings; He seemed like a priest about to breathe on the Host After the Sanctus rings. "This is My Body," he said on his First-Mass Day, When the rose of priesthood slipped its snowy bud, Lifting his chaliced heart now could he say At death, "This is My Blood." Swift as an altar chime the rifles rang. . . . The stole of crimson flowing over his breast, How bright it burned, and how his sealed lips sang The Ite, Missa Est! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE READER OF THE SENTENCES by NORMAN DUBIE TO THE MARTYRED by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON HE GOADS HIMSELF by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE BOOK OF MARTYRS by EMILY DICKINSON THE LITANY: 10. THE MARTYRS by JOHN DONNE SONNET: 18. ON THE LATE MASSACRE IN PIEDMONT by JOHN MILTON THE HYMNARY: 403. MARTYRS by ADAM OF SAINT VICTOR EPISTLES ON THE CHARACTER AND CONDITION OF WOMEN: 3 by LUCY AIKEN IN EMULATION OF MR. COWLEYS POEM CALL'D THE MOTTO by MARY ASTELL CHANT OF DEPARTURE; A MISSIONARY'S PRAYER by ALFRED BARRETT |
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