The Virgin-Mother stood at distance (there) From her Sonnes Crosse, not shedding once a teare: Because the Law forbad to sit and crie For those, who did as malefactors die. So she, to keep her mighty woes in awe, Tortur'd her love, not to transgresse the Law. Observe we may, how Mary Joses then, And th' other Mary (Mary Magdalen) Sate by the Grave; and sadly sitting there, Shed for their Master many a bitter teare: But 't was not till their dearest Lord was dead; And then to weep they both were licensed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO AN EARLY DAFFODIL; SONNET by AMY LOWELL LATIMER AND RIDLEY, BURNED AT THE STAKE IN OXFORD, 1555 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN POLAND by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN ON THE RAILWAY BRIDGES (TO W.M.C.) by RHYS CARPENTER DEPARTED TRAVELLERS by GRANT HYDE CODE IAGO by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE |