Mortadello

110 A NOTE ON THE ALEXANDRINE 3. After the second foot : Oh ! but you’re hurt ! Young man ! she must be tended. Well. No ! take my shirt ! Staunch the dear breast. A miracle. 4. After the fourth foot : Serene, august, untroubled, cold, her prayers are worth More than our steel, more than our gold, that bind the earth. 5. After both second and fourth feet : Come, let me hold my crystal cross up to the moon ! A guess of gold were at a loss to tell its tune. 6. After the first foot : Bow down to the cross ! His love purge thee : His Passion save thee ! Christ crown the work ! Here is the blessing that he gave thee ! 7. After the first and fifth feet : No news ! No word of Mortadello’s fate ! No hope. To bruise the head of the old snake, the State. No scope 8. After the first half foot and the second foot : Come, save me, save thy maiden ! Strike each barbèd dart Home to the grave convent and cloister of my heart, 9. After the fifth foot : Last, to the lords who by their attitude applaud This day of burial to faction, feud, and fraud.