Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE KNIGHTS AT RINGSTEAD: 3. WINTER, by RACHEL ANNAND TAYLOR



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THE KNIGHTS AT RINGSTEAD: 3. WINTER, by             Poet's Biography
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


[Of a Knight that wronged his Lady.]

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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