When the Lord Christ paid life with death, Beside the cross his Mother stood: She saw her child yield up his breath, She knew the passing of her God. And he said: Weep not. Though I go, I leave thee not without a son. All souls for whom my blood doth flow Shall call thee mother: all for one. And Mary said: So be it done. Be they my children in thy stead. I will love all, who loved but one, And in the living see the dead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WERENA MY HEART'S LICHT I WAD DEE by GRISELL BAILLIE A GRAMMARIAN'S FUNERAL by ROBERT BROWNING THE PIED PIPER OF HAMELIN by ROBERT BROWNING A BROKEN APPOINTMENT by THOMAS HARDY A GOOD PLAY by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON ODE SUNG AT THE OPENING OF THE INTERNATIONAL EXHIBITION by ALFRED TENNYSON LOFT AT NIGHT by VIRGINIA ABEL |