The day I saw the bread fall upon the sand,
Stained with fright the waves washed away
Again it fell flowing from the severed hand,
Then came the tide, and took the pain away
“Come again” said he,
                                 “what else can you say?”
As mortals turn to martyrs, memorise
            What it is that leads forth decay?
You cannot erase the spirit rising victors price
“Not so?” Quoth whom? “Let it be your demise
To rest in dust, and die in fame”
What is a verse in weight of blood, arise
“If I must die” remember his glorious name
Where whenas death  
                                 shall all the world subdue,
Our love shall live, and later life renew.