Nicholson & Lee, eds. The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse. 1917.
Joseph Mary Plunkett (18871916)342. I see His Blood upon the Rose
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And in the stars the glory of his eyes,
His body gleams amid eternal snows,
His tears fall from the skies.
The thunder and the singing of the birds
Are but his voice—and carven by his power
Rocks are his written words.
His strong heart stirs the ever-beating sea,
His crown of thorns is twined with every thorn,
His cross is every tree.