St. Maurice
Nora Hopper Chesson
1871 to 1906
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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And on each breast I saw the martyr's sard
When you were tried with sword and fire and wrack,
And men and maidens look in God His face.
O bold St. Maurice, is it good to rest
Yet kept unhurt the bird within your breast,
Burn in the white cup of a lily-flower.
There, where green leaves twine closely in a bower,
St. Maurice and his Theban men mount guard,
Where Love is wingless found, and Faith is sure,
Here amid asphodels and lilies sown?
Or do you sometimes wish the old time back,
Whose voice with peace has somewhat tuneless grown?
Of the heart's heal, and deadly woundes' cure,"
I slept and entered in "the blissful place