Crowned

I wear a crown invisible and clear
And go my lifted royal way apart
Since you have crowned me softly in your heart
With love that is half ardent, half austere

And as a queen disguised might pass anear
The bitter crowd that barters in a mart
Veiling her pride while tears of pity start
I hide my glory thru a jealous fear

My crown shall stay a sweet and secret thing
Kept pure with prayer at evensong and morn
And when you come to take it from my head
I shall not weep, nor will a word be said

But I shall kneel before you, oh my king
And bind my brow forever with a thorn



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