All the Seven

"We have lost our swords in the battle; we have broken our
hearts in the world

Since first we went forth from thy face with the gonfalon's
gold unfurled,

Disarmed and distraught and dissundered thy paladins
come

From the lands where the gods sit silent. Art thou too
dumb?"

They waited; and minute by minute the hush grew hollow
with horror

From doubt; till a far voice spoke, as faint with pain and
apart,

"Knew ye not, ye that seek, wherein I have hidden all
things?

Strewn far as the last lost battle; your swords have met in
my heart."

And it seemed that the swords fell down with a shock as of
thunderbolts falling,

And the strange knights bent to gather and gird them again
for the fight:

All blackened; a bugle blew; but all in that flash of
blackness,

With the clang of the fallen swords, I awoke; and the sun
was bright