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TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. THE DEAD CHRIST, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: Once more the dead christ lies - borne down the ages
Last Line: Once more the dead christ lies—borne down the ages.
Subject(s): Crucifixion; Cruelty; Jesus Christ; Jesus Christ - Crucifixion


ONCE more the dead Christ lies—borne down the ages.
O precious head, still fragrant with the box of ointment broken,
O feet for kisses,
Thin shrunken knees, and hands yet worn with toil,
Dear Mother bending over, breathing clouds
Of love and pity!
Ah! the cruel fate!
Sweet lips she suckled, hands that pressed so small
Against her breasts—pierced now with shameful wounds!
The dead-pale face so gentle, the dear god
She brought forth on the Earth!
O People crucified in every land,
Mothers in all the earth weeping your sons!
Sisters and lovers kissing the feet of love,
Poor way-worn feet, gross toil-disfigured hands,
So loved, so loved!

Once more the dead Christ lies—borne down the ages.





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