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MAIN STREET AND OTHER POEMS THE ROBE OF CHRIST

(For Cecil Chesterton)

T the foot of the Cross on Calvary

Three soldiers sat and diced,

And one of them was the Devil

And he won the Robe of Christ.

When the Devil comes in his proper form

To the chamber where I dwell,

I know him and make the Sign of the Cross

Which drives him back to Hell.

And when he comes like a friendly man

And puts his hand in mine,

The fervour in his voice is not

From love or joy or wine.

And when he comes like a woman,

With lovely, smiling eyes,

Black dreams float over his golden head

Like a swarm of carrion flies.

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