Doom-devoted
I WEEP a sight which was not seen,
A deed which was not done at all
The murder of an unborn queen,
The sack of an unbuilded hall.
Never a queen of Art or Song
This doom-devoted star hath borne
Whom the protagonists of Wrong
Did not tread down with hooves of scorn.
Stern watch those iron traitors keep
Who crucified the Singing Child.
The unborn Christs we poets weep,
The strangled songs, the dreams defiled.
A deed which was not done at all
The murder of an unborn queen,
The sack of an unbuilded hall.
Never a queen of Art or Song
This doom-devoted star hath borne
Whom the protagonists of Wrong
Did not tread down with hooves of scorn.
Stern watch those iron traitors keep
Who crucified the Singing Child.
The unborn Christs we poets weep,
The strangled songs, the dreams defiled.
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