Robert Williams Buchanan Poems

'Twas the body of Judas Iscariot
Lay in the Field of Blood;
'Twas the soul of Judas Iscariot
Beside the body stood.
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THE MASTER said:
‘I have planted the Seed of a Tree,
It shall be strangely fed
With white dew and with red,
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With fairy foot and fearless gaze
She passes pure through evil ways;
She wanders in the sinful town,
And loves to hear the deep sea-music
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Is it not pleasant to wander
     In town on Saturday night,
While people go hither and thither,
     And shops shed cheerful light?
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Is it not pleasant to wander
     In town on Saturday night,
While people go hither and thither,
     And shops shed cheerful light?
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NOW, when the catkins of the hazel swing
Wither'd above the leafy nook wherein
The chaffinch breasts her five blue speckled eggs,
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THE CRIMSON light of sunset falls
Through the grey glamour of the murmuring rain,
And creeping o’er the housetops crawls
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Sad, and sweet, and wise,
Here a child reposes,
Dust is on his eyes,
Quietly he lies -
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