Saint George and the Dragon: A Poem Pt. 5
"As the descending star shed its power"
Saint George and the Dragon - Pt. 5
Part 1 In the days after the Word ascended enfleshed Signs and wonders spread from east to west I, too, witnessed the courage and valor true Of the saintly George against the serpent he slew I heard the whispers as they slithered "It lurks in waters dark and bitter Veiling the shore with vile foul air To devour all who dare draw near." Terror crept from the edge of the village As a thief moves at night to claim his pillage First one then more were taken to the deep Leaving widows to mourn and loudly weep Part 2 The king and council gathered together We sworn to protect and to duty fettered Yet hearing how monstrous the dragon be How swift, how quick I saw courage flee The chamber filled with cries of fearful men Such that order could not be found within Then slipping silent into our midst came one With a deceitful heart and sly forked tongue He slowly wound along a crooked path Parting guards and swords as blades of grass Until the serpent's servant stood face to face With the King who he wrapped in a grim embrace Part 3 "Lord of the land and men gathered here Cast off your woe and be of good cheer I faced the one who dwells beneath the lake Vast are his wings, at his stride earth quakes Yet upon our people shall rest sacred peace When we have as a protector the holy beast I shall be your priest and he will be your god To whom is offered gifts by the cast of lots Blessed will be they who no longer confined To the shackles of flesh and limits of time Become one as a bride and bridegroom wed Sacrificed that wrath and appetite be fed" Part 4 Then with no dissent heard among their yeas Promptly preparing their act of praise The first of countless lots were drawn Away to the dragon, children went as fawns Until one day the hand of providence fell Causing the King's heart with dread to swell For the child would be his own daughter fair To be offered and caught within hell's snare But upon the word, neither did she cry nor plea But offered a bow saying "Let it be unto me" Parting adorned with the brightest white She left home for death in evening's glad light Part 5 As the descending star shed its power The maiden marched to her final hour Sunbeams shimmered and painted gold The face of the princess meek and bold So radiant it was on the ground it shone Despite how twilight darkness had grown Leading her further to the edge of shore Out slid the demon from the water once more Coming to take the girl within clawed fist Down to sleep within the endless abyss
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