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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396932" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Song Of Theodolinda</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Queen Theodolind has built<br>In the earth a furnace-bed:<br>There the Traitor Nail that spilt<br>Blood of the anointed Head,<br>Red of heat, resolves in shame:<br>White of heat, awakes to flame.<br>Beat, beat! white of heat,<br>Red of heat, beat, beat!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">II</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mark the skeleton of fire<br>Lightening from its thunder-roof:<br>So comes this that saw expire<br>Him we love, for our behoof!<br>Red of heat, O white of heat,<br>This from off the Cross we greet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">III</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Brown-cowled hammermen around<br>Nerve their naked arms to strike<br>Death with Resurrection crowned,<br>Each upon that cruel spike.<br>Red of heat the furnace leaps,<br>White of heat transfigured sleeps.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IV</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hard against the furnace core<br>Holds the Queen her streaming eyes:<br>Lo! that thing of piteous gore<br>In the lap of radiance lies,<br>Red of heat, as when He takes,<br>White of heat, whom earth forsakes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">V</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Forth with it, and crushing ring<br>Iron hymns, for men to hear<br>Echoes of the deeds that sting<br>Earth into its graves, and fear!<br>Red of heat, He maketh thus,<br>White of heat, a crown of us.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VI</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This that killed Thee, kissed Thee, Lord!<br>Touched Thee, and we touch it: dear,<br>Dark it is; adored, abhorred:<br>Vilest, yet most sainted here.<br>Red of heat, O white of heat,<br>In it hell and heaven meet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I behold our morning day<br>When they chased Him out with rods<br>Up to where this traitor lay<br>Thirsting; and the blood was God's!<br>Red of heat, it shall be pressed,<br>White of heat, once on my breast!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">VIII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Quick! the reptile in me shrieks,<br>Not the soul. Again; the Cross<br>Burn there. Oh! this pain it wreaks<br>Rapture is: pain is not loss.<br>Red of heat, the tooth of Death,<br>White of heat, has caught my breath.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IX</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Brand me, bite me, bitter thing!<br>Thus He felt, and thus I am<br>One with Him in suffering,<br>One with Him in bliss, the Lamb.<br>Red of heat, O white of heat,<br>Thus is bitterness made sweet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">X</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now am I, who bear that stamp<br>Scorched in me, the living sign<br>Sole on earth--the lighted lamp<br>Of the dreadful Day divine.<br>White of heat, beat on it fast!<br>Red of heat, its shape has passed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XI</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out in angry sparks they fly,<br>They that sentenced Him to bleed:<br>Pontius and his troop: they die,<br>Damned for ever for the deed!<br>White of heat in vain they soar:<br>Red of heat they strew the floor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fury on it! have its debt!<br>Thunder on the Hill accurst,<br>Golgotha, be ye! and sweat<br>Blood, and thirst the Passion's thirst.<br>Red of heat and white of heat,<br>Champ it like fierce teeth that eat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XIII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Strike it as the ages crush<br>Towers! for while a shape is seen<br>I am rivalled. Quench its blush,<br>Devil! But it crowns me Queen,<br>Red of heat, as none before,<br>White of heat, the circlet wore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XIV</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lowly I will be, and quail,<br>Crawling, with a beggar's hand:<br>On my breast the branded Nail,<br>On my head the iron band.<br>Red of heat, are none so base!<br>White of heat, none know such grace!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XV</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In their heaven the sainted hosts,<br>Robed in violet unflecked,<br>Gaze on humankind as ghosts:<br>I draw down a ray direct.<br>Red of heat, across my brow,<br>White of heat, I touch Him now.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XVI</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Robed in violet, robed in gold,<br>Robed in pearl, they make our dawn.<br>What am I to them? Behold<br>What ye are to me, and fawn.<br>Red of heat, be humble, ye!<br>White of heat, O teach it me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XVII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Martyrs! hungry peaks in air,<br>Rent with lightnings, clad with snow,<br>Crowned with stars! you strip me bare,<br>Pierce me, shame me, stretch me low,<br>Red of heat, but it may be,<br>White of heat, some envy me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XVIII</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O poor enviers! God's own gifts<br>Have a devil for the weak.<br>Yea, the very force that lifts<br>Finds the vessel's secret leak.<br>Red of heat, I rise o'er all:<br>White of heat, I faint, I fall.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XIX</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Those old Martyrs sloughed their pride,<br>Taking humbleness like mirth.<br>I am to His Glory tied,<br>I that witness Him on earth!<br>Red of heat, my pride of dust,<br>White of heat, feeds fire in trust.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XX</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Kindle me to constant fire,<br>Lest the nail be but a nail!<br>Give me wings of great desire,<br>Lest I look within, and fail!<br>Red of heat, the furnace light,<br>White of heat, fix on my sight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">XXI</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never for the Chosen peace!<br>Know, by me tormented know,<br>Never shall the wrestling cease<br>Till with our outlasting Foe,<br>Red of heat to white of heat,<br>Roll we to the Godhead's feet!<br>Beat, beat! white of heat,<br>Red of heat, beat, beat!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Meredith">George Meredith</a><div class=q>
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Queen Theodolind has built
In the earth a furnace-bed:
There the Traitor Nail that spilt
Blood of the anointed Head,
Red of heat, resolves in shame:
White of heat, awakes to flame.
Beat, beat! white of heat,
Red of heat, beat, beat!

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