Not Dark Within.

It was not dark within! I dreamed, at first,

A lamp burned there, such radiance mild I saw

Lighting the hewn walls, and the linen bands;

And in one corner, folded by itself,

The face-cloth. Coming closer, I espied

Two men who sat there- very watchfully -

One at the head, the other at the foot

Of that stone table where my Lord had lain.

Oh! - I say "men" -- I should have known no men

Had eyes like theirs, shapes so majestical,

Tongues tuned to such a music as the tone

Wherewith they questioned me: "Why weepest thou?"

by Edwin Arnold