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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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Mercy

Published by Susan on 07/30/2003 (3968 reads)
I dreamed . . . Before the Judgement Seat...

I dreamed . . . Before the Judgement Seat
               I saw two felons stand,
Stark naked, fettered by the feet,
               Yet holding hand in hand.
And then from Heaven's Holyhead
               The Judge of all looked down:
"And who may be," he mildly said,
               "This craven and this clown?"
Yet when they told him he was sad,
                Though merciful his mien,
Saying: Great qualities they had,
                And Saints they might have been.
So to a braver, sweeter morn,
                In future aeons far,
Let them to righteousness be born
                Beneath a holy star.

"Scapegoats for immemorial sin,
                Through long oblivion,
Let them to Christlike virtue win,
                In some celestial dawn . . ."
And so into the womb of Time,
                For ages to repent
And expiate their every crime -
                Hitler and Stalin went.


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