St. Maurice

Nora Hopper Chesson

1871 to 1906

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I slept and entered in "the blissful place 
the heart's heal, and deadly woundes' cure," 
Love is wingless found, and Faith is sure, 
men and maidens look in God His face. 
There, where green leaves twine closely in a bower, 
St. Maurice and his Theban men mount guard, 
And each breast I saw the martyr's sard 
Burn the white cup of a lily-flower. 
O bold St. Maurice, is it good to rest 
Here amid and lilies sown? 
Or do you sometimes wish old time back, 
When you were tried with and fire and wrack, 
Yet kept unhurt the within your breast, 
Whose voice with peace has tuneless grown?