THE SECOND CRUCIFIXION

by: Richard Le Gallienne (1866-1947)

      OUD mockers in the roaring street
      Say Christ is crucified again:
      Twice pierced His gospel-bearing feet,
      Twice broken His great heart in vain.
       
      I hear, and to myself I smile,
      For Christ talks with me all the while.
       
      No angel now to roll the stone
      From off His unawaking sleep,
      In vain shall Mary watch alone,
      In vain the soldiers vigil keep.
       
      Yet while they deem my Lord is dead
      My eyes are on His shining head.
       
      Ah! never more shall Mary hear
      That voice exceeding sweet and low
      Within the garden calling clear:
      Her Lord is gone, and she must go.
       
      Yet all the while my Lord I meet
      In every London lane and street.
       
      Poor Lazarus shall wait in vain,
      And Bartimaeus still go blind;
      The healing hem shall ne’er again
      Be touched by suffering humankind.
       
      Yet all the while I see them rest,
      The poor and outcast, in His breast.
       
      No more unto the stubborn heart
      With gentle knocking shall He plead,
      No more the mystic pity start,
      For Christ twice dead is dead indeed.
       
      So in the street I hear men say,
      Yet Christ is with me all the day.

"The Second Crucifixion" is reprinted from The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse. Ed. Nicholson & Lee. Oxford: The Clarendon Press, 1917.

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