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ROBERT STEPHEN HAWKER

1804-1875

683                                    King Arthurs Waes-hael

WAES-HAEL for knight and dame!
 O merry be their dole!
Drink-hael! in Jesus name
 We fill the tawny bowl;
But cover down the curving crest,
Mould of the Orient Ladys breast.
Waes-hael! yet lift no lid:
 Drain ye the reeds for wine.
Drink-hael! the milk was hid
 That soothed that Babe divine;
Hushd, as this hollow channel flows,
He drew the balsam from the rose.
Waes-hael! thus glowd the breast
 Where a God yearnd to cling;
Drink-hael! so Jesu pressd
 Life from its mystic spring;
Then hush and bend in reverent sign
And breathe the thrilling reeds for wine.

Waes-hael! in shadowy scene
 Lo! Christmas children we:
Drink-hael! behold we lean
 At a far Mothers knee;
To dream that thus her bosom smiled,
And learn the lip of Bethlehems Child.

 

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