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"O, ONE CAME DOWN FROM SEVEN HILLS"
O, one came down from seven hills
And crossed seven streams:
All in his hands were thyme and grass
And in his eyes were dreams:
He passèd by a seven fields
With early dews all grey
And entered in the stricken town
About the break of day.
And crossed seven streams:
All in his hands were thyme and grass
And in his eyes were dreams:
He passèd by a seven fields
With early dews all grey
And entered in the stricken town
About the break of day.
"O you old men that stand and talk
About the market-place,
There is much trouble in your eyes
And anguish in your face:
O woman in a silent room
Within a silent house,
There is no pleasure in your voice
Or peace upon your brows."
About the market-place,
There is much trouble in your eyes
And anguish in your face:
O woman in a silent room
Within a silent house,
There is no pleasure in your voice
Or peace upon your brows."
"O how should such as we rejoice
Who weep that others die,
Who quake, and curse ourselves, and watch
The vengeful hours go by?
O better far to fly the grief
That wounds, and never kills;
O better far to fly the town
And seek the seven hills———"
Who weep that others die,
Who quake, and curse ourselves, and watch
The vengeful hours go by?
O better far to fly the grief
That wounds, and never kills;
O better far to fly the town
And seek the seven hills———"
"I will go pray the seven gods
Who keep the seven hills
That they do grant your city peace,
And easement of her ills"
Who keep the seven hills
That they do grant your city peace,
And easement of her ills"
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