The Maiden and the Leper
Robert Williams
Buchanan
Buchanan, Robert Williams
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DVPP Project Team
Kailey
Fukushima
University of Victoria Digital Victorian Periodical Poetry Project
Victoria, BC, Canada
In the public domain
Poet attribution: Robert Williams Buchanan, The Book of Orm: A Prelude to the Epic, Strahan & Co., 1870, where a revised version of this poem is entitled Sanitas.
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Down the green valley, on her ass,
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The Maiden and the Leper
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Down the green valley, on her ass,
Rideth the maiden Zanitas,
Dews are falling, song birds sing,
’Tis a Christian evening :
Lower, slower, sinks the sun,
The white stars glimmer, one by one.
Who sitteth musing at his door ?
Silas the leper, gaunt and hoar ;
Tho’ he is curst in every limb,
Full whitely Time hath snow’d on him.
Dews are falling, song birds sing,
’Tis a Christian evening :
The Leper, drinking in the air,
Sits like a beast with idiot stare.
How pale ! how-wondrous ! she doth pass,
The heavenly maiden Zanitas !
She looks—she seeth—she
shuddereth,
She passeth on with bated breath.
Dews are falling, song birds sing,
’Tis a Christian evening :
His mind is like a stagnant pool,
She passeth o’er it, beautiful !
Brighter, whiter, in the skies
Open innumerable eyes ;
The Leper looketh up and sees,
His bitter heart is soothed by these.
Dews are falling, song birds sing,
’Tis a Christian evening :
He looketh up with heart astir,
And every star hath eyes like her.
Onward on her milk-white ass
Rideth the maiden Zanitas,
The boughs are sweet, the grass is pearl’d,
But ’tis a miserable world.
Dews are falling, song birds sing,
’Tis a Christian evening :
All over heaven her eyes can see
The glittering spots of Leprosy !