To-----

Between two common days this day was hung When Love went to the ending that was his; His seamless robe was rent, his bow was wrong, He took at last the sponge's bitter kiss. A simple day the dawn has watched unfold Before the night had borne the death of love; You took the bread I blessed, and love was sold Upon your lips, and paid the price thereof. I changed then, as when soul from body slips, And casts its passion and its pain aside; I pledged you with most spiritual lips, And gave you hands that you had crucified. You who betrayed, kissed, crucified, forgot, You walked with Christ, poor fool, and knew it not!