By grange and castle when the fields were cool Saint Anselm rode and marked how swans afloat Upon the lilied waters of the moat Reposed in love untaught by rod or rule; And while he paused beside the reedy pool, A brindled hare with blood upon her coat Took refuge from the pack's deep baying note Beneath the scarlet housings of his mule. But when the savage hunters sought their prey, At his command their hounds refused to spring, Held back like wolves within a forest snare; And with bent bows, they watched him ride away, Tender as Christ Who heals each broken thing, Bearing against his breast the wounded hare. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THISTLE by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS GREEK SONG: 1. THE STORM OF DELPHI by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS VERSES WHY BURNT by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR JANUARY, 1795 by MARY DARBY ROBINSON THE TEARES OF THE MUSES by EDMUND SPENSER STELLA'S BIRTHDAY, 1726-7 by JONATHAN SWIFT |