Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, HIDDEN, by RACHEL ANNAND TAYLOR



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First Line: Three nuns at owlet-call
Last Line: Die by the virgin's knees.
Subject(s): Convents; Death; Mourning; Nuns; Dead, The; Bereavement


THREE nuns at owlet-call
Tell o'er their rosaries:
But dreams they drop where prayers must fall.
And so, not theirs the Peace!

Calm leagues of silver sand
Beside the convent lie:
The great grey waters builded stand
Against a great grey sky.

Beyond the bastioned sea,
Amid a prick of spears,
Through almond groves ride wearily
Three golden cavaliers.

Ever the life uncrowned!
Never the seal of fire!
Nor marriage-music surging round
The Heart and her Desire!

O red wild-roses, be
Mourners awhile for these!
Hidden roses, white and three,
Die by the Virgin's knees.





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