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Adelaide Crapsey - The Crucifixion
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And the centurion who stood by said: 
Truly this was a son of God. 
Not long ago but everywhere I go 
There is a hill and a black windy sky. 
Portent of hill, sky, day`s eclipse I know; 
Hill, sky, the shuddering darkness, these am I. 
The dying at His right hand, at His left, 
I am — the thief redeemed and the lost thief; 
I am the careless folk; I those bereft, 
The Well-Belov`d, the women bowed in grief. 
The gathering Presence that in terror cried, 
In earth`s shock in the Temple`s veil rent through, 
I; and a watcher, ignorant, curious-eyed, 
I the centurion who heard and knew."
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