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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537494" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Robert Buchanan</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">’T WAS the body of Judas Iscariot <br> Lay in the Field of Blood; <br>’T was the soul of Judas Iscariot <br> Beside the body stood. <br> <br>Black was the earth by night<br> And black was the sky; <br>Black, black were the broken clouds, <br> Tho’ the red Moon went by. <br> <br>’T was the body of Judas Iscariot <br> Strangled and dead lay there; <br>’T was the soul of Judas Iscariot <br> Look’d on it in despair. <br> <br>The breath of the World came and went <br> Like a sick man’s in rest; <br>Drop by drop on the World’s eyes <br> The dews fell cool and blest. <br> <br>Then the soul of Judas Iscariot <br> Did make a gentle moan— <br>“I will bury underneath the ground <br> My flesh and blood and bone. <br> <br>“I will bury deep beneath the soil, <br> Lest mortals look thereon, <br>And when the wolf and raven come <br> The body will be gone! <br> <br>“The stones of the field are sharp as steel, <br> And hard and bold, God wot; <br>And I must bear my body hence <br> Until I find a spot!” <br> <br>’T was the soul of Judas Iscariot <br> So grim, and gaunt, and gray, <br>Rais’d the body of Judas Iscariot, <br> And carried it away. <br> <br>And as he bare it from the field <br> Its touch was cold as ice, <br>And the ivory teeth within the jaw<br> Rattled aloud, like dice. <br> <br>As the soul of Judas Iscariot <br> Carried its load with pain, <br>The Eye of Heaven, like a lanthorn’s eye, <br> Open’d and shut again. <br> <br>Half he walk’d, and half he seem’d <br> Lifted on the cold wind; <br>He did not turn, for chilly hands <br> Were pushing from behind. <br> <br>The first place that he came unto <br> It was the open wold, <br>And underneath were prickly whins, <br> And a wind that blew so cold. <br> <br>The next place that he came unto <br> It was a stagnant pool, <br>And when he threw the body in <br> It floated light as wool. <br> <br>He drew the body on his back, <br> And it was dripping chill, <br>And the next place that he came unto<br> Was a Cross upon a hill. <br> <br>A Cross upon the windy hill, <br> And a Cross on either side, <br>Three skeletons that swing thereon, <br> Who had been crucified. <br> <br>And on the middle crossbar sat <br> A white Dove slumbering; <br>Dim it sat in the dim light, <br> With its head beneath its wing. <br> <br>And underneath the middle Cross <br> A grave yawn’d wide and vast, <br>But the soul of Judas Iscariot <br> Shiver’d, and glided past. <br> <br>The fourth place that he came unto <br> It was the Brig of Dread, <br>And the great torrents rushing down <br> Were deep, and swift, and red. <br> <br>He dar’d not fling the body in <br> For fear of faces dim, <br>And arms were wav’d in the wild water <br> To thrust it back to him. <br> <br>’T was the soul of Judas Iscariot <br> Turn’d from the Brig of Dread, <br>And the dreadful foam of the wild water <br> Had splash’d the body red. <br> <br>For days and nights he wander’d on <br> Upon an open plain, <br>And the days went by like blinding mist, <br> And the nights like rushing rain. <br> <br>For days and nights he wander’d on,<br> All thro’ the Wood of Woe; <br>And the nights went by like moaning wind, <br> And the days like drifting snow. <br> <br>’T was the soul of Judas Iscariot <br> Came with a weary face— <br>Alone, alone, and all alone, <br> Alone in a lonely place! <br> <br>He wander’d east, he wander’d west, <br> And heard no human sound; <br>For months and years, in grief and tears, <br> He wander’d round and round. <br> <br>For months and years, in grief and tears, <br> He walk’d the silent night; <br>Then the soul of Judas Iscariot <br> Perceiv’d a far-off light. <br> <br>A far-off light across the waste, <br> As dim as dim might be, <br>That came and went like a lighthouse gleam <br> On a black night at sea. <br> <br>’T was the soul of Judas Iscariot <br> Crawl’d to the distant gleam; <br>And the rain came down, and the rain was blown <br> Against him with a scream. <br> <br>For days and nights he wander’d on, <br> Push’d on by hands behind; <br>And the days went by like black, black rain, <br> And the nights like rushing wind. <br> <br>’T was the soul of Judas Iscariot, <br> Strange, and sad, and tall, <br>Stood all alone at dead of night<br> Before a lighted hall. <br> <br>And the wold was white with snow, <br> And his footmarks black and damp, <br>And the ghost of the silver Moon arose, <br> Holding her yellow lamp.<br> <br>And the icicles were on the eaves, <br> And the walls were deep with white, <br>And the shadows of the guests within <br> Pass’d on the window light. <br> <br>The shadows of the wedding guests<br> Did strangely come and go, <br>And the body of Judas Iscariot <br> Lay stretch’d along the snow. <br> <br>The body of Judas Iscariot <br> Lay stretch’d along the snow; <br>’T was the soul of Judas Iscariot <br> Ran swiftly to and fro. <br> <br>To and fro, and up and down, <br> He ran so swiftly there, <br>As round and round the frozen Pole <br> Glideth the lean white bear. <br> <br>’T was the Bridegroom sat at the tablehead, <br> And the lights burn’d bright and clear— <br>“Oh, who is that,” the Bridegroom said, <br> “Whose weary feet I hear?” <br> <br>’T was one look’d from the lighted hall, <br> And answer’d soft and slow, <br>“It is a wolf runs up and down <br> With a black track in the snow.” <br> <br>The Bridegroom in his robe of white <br> Sat at the tablehead— <br>“Oh, who is that who moans without?” <br> The blessed Bridegroom said. <br> <br>’T was one look’d from the lighted hall, <br> And answer’d fierce and low, <br>“’T is the soul of Judas Iscariot <br> Gliding to and fro.” <br> <br>’T was the soul of Judas Iscariot <br> Did hush itself and stand, <br>And saw the Bridegroom at the door<br> With a light in his hand. <br> <br>The Bridegroom stood in the open door, <br> And he was clad in white, <br>And far within the Lord’s Supper <br> Was spread so long and bright. <br> <br>The Bridegroom shaded his eyes and look’d, <br> And his face was bright to see— <br>“What dost thou here at the Lord’s Supper <br> With thy body’s sins?” said he. <br> <br>’T was the soul of Judas Iscariot<br> Stood black, and sad, and bare— <br>“I have wander’d many nights and days; <br> There is no light elsewhere.” <br> <br>’T was the wedding guests cried out within, <br> And their eyes were fierce and bright— <br>“Scourge the soul of Judas Iscariot <br> Away into the night!” <br> <br>The Bridegroom stood in the open door, <br> And he wav’d hands still and slow, <br>And the third time that he wav’d his hands <br> The air was thick with snow. <br> <br>And of every flake of falling snow, <br> Before it touch’d the ground, <br>There came a dove, and a thousand doves <br> Made sweet sound. <br> <br>’T was the body of Judas Iscariot <br> Floated away full fleet, <br>And the wings of the doves that bare it off <br> Were like its winding-sheet. <br> <br>’T was the Bridegroom stood at the open door, <br> And beckon’d, smiling sweet; <br>’T was the soul of Judas Iscariot <br> Stole in, and fell at his feet. <br> <br>“The Holy Supper is spread within, <br> And the many candles shine,<br>And I have waited long for thee <br> Before I pour’d the wine!” <br> <br>The supper wine is pour’d at last, <br> The lights burn bright and fair, <br>Iscariot washes the Bridegroom’s feet,<br> And dries them with his hair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Cosmo+Monkhouse">William Cosmo Monkhouse</a><div class=q>
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 Lay in the Field of Blood; 
’T was the soul of Judas Iscariot 
 Beside the body stood. 
 
Black was the earth by night
 And black was the sky; 
Black, black were the broken clouds, 
 Tho’ the red Moon went..."></div>
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