St. Maurice

Nora Hopper Chesson

1871 to 1906

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St. Maurice - Track 1

I slept and entered in "the blissful place 
Of the heart's heal, and deadly woundes' cure," 
Where Love is wingless found, and Faith is sure, 
And 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 on each breast I saw the martyr's sard 
Burn in the white cup of a lily-flower. 
O bold St. Maurice, is it good to rest 
Here amid asphodels and lilies sown? 
Or do you sometimes wish the old time back, 
When you were tried with sword and fire and wrack, 
Yet kept unhurt the bird within your breast, 
Whose voice with peace has somewhat tuneless grown? 

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