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Mystic Trees

by Michael Field [i.e. K. H. Bradley and E. E. Cooper]

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THE DORMITIO

I

Lonely art thou in thy sleeping!
Mary, thou must know Death's rest;
Thy apostles lay thee, weeping,
In a little tomb to rest,
At the foot of Olivet:
There they leave thee fast asleep;
And thy grave no watchers keep.

II

Night on earth hath never fallen
As it falls on this night-fall.
For so deep a peace is fallen
Dove to dove doth make no call:
And the dew lies as a fleece
Covering sweet Mary's peace.