Here you will find thePoemUnhousel'd, Unanointed, Unanel'dof poet Katharine Tynan
When these men must go alone Sans an absolution, When their sins are heavy as lead, Thou Thyself will lift the head ; Thou, High Priest, wilt whisper low, Te Absolvo! ere they go. When there is no sacrifice, Bread and Wine for Thy disguise, Come Thou in the Spirit then; As at Agincourt our men With desire a blade of grass Served as Eucharist and Mass. Lay Thyself the oil on lips, Limbs and eyes, before the eclipse-- As once Magdalen did to Thee-- And so speed them, safe and free, To lie down with Thee a while And to waken to Thy smile. They shall sit down at the Feast Where Thou are Sacrament and Priest.
