Calvary (Poem by Frank Oliver Call)

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By Frank Oliver Call

The women stood and watched while thick, black night
    Enclosed the awful tragedy. Afar
    Three crosses stood, against a single bar
Of crimson-glowing, black-encircled light.
No hint of Easter dawn. In all the height
    Of that dark heaven, not a single star
    To whisper; — Love and Life the victors are.
It seemed to them that wrong had conquered right.

O ye who watch and wait, the night is long.
    A curtain of spun fire and woven gloom
        Across the mighty tragedy is drawn.
But soon your ears shall hear a triumph song,
    And golden light shall touch each sacred tomb,
        And voices shout at last — The Dawn! The Dawn.

August, 1916

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