A cross—One staggering beneath the weight. (Golgotha shivered, but knew not why) A mob—goading with spears of scarlet hate This One condemned to die. "Now in the place where he was crucified There was a garden." Her olive trees Leaned over the wall and shuddering sighed To the sobbing breeze. The lilies stirred from sleep and wept at the sound Of the tumult cleaving the day; And the grasses said: @3We stand on holy ground— It was God who passed this way.@1 Men mocked him. Their frenzy billowed and grew To ghastly impact on Calvary's sod. Only the garden bowed her heart and knew He was the Son of God. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN HOSPITAL: 2. WAITING by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY TELLING THE BEES (A COLONIAL CUSTOM) by LIZETTE WOODWORTH REESE LAIS' MIRROR by DECIMUS MAGNUS AUSONIUS WHY DON'T THE MEN PROPOSE? by THOMAS HAYNES BAYLY LETHE. A BALLAD by JAMES HAY BEATTIE MAN AND WOMAN GO THROUGH THE CANCER WARD by GOTTFRIED BENN ECHOES OF SPRING: 4 by MATHILDE BLIND |