Religion
The Crucifixion
Translated by Kuno Meyer (1911) · From Selections from Ancient Irish Poetry (1911): Quatrains
Religion
At the cry of the first bird
They began to crucify Thee, O cheek like a swan!
It were not right ever to cease lamenting--
It was like the parting of day from night.
Ah! though sore the suffering
Put upon the body of Mary's Son--
Sorer to Him was the grief
That was upon her for His sake.
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MLA
Anonymous (Old Irish). “The Crucifixion.” Translated by Kuno Meyer. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/anonymous-old-irish/41/.
Chicago
Anonymous (Old Irish). “The Crucifixion.” Translated by Kuno Meyer. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/anonymous-old-irish/41/.
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