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THE CHURCH

40 lines
Matthew Arnold·1822–1888
pon the glistening leaden roofOf the new Pile, the sunlight shines;The stream goes leaping by.The hills are clothed with pines sun-proof;'Mid bright green fields, below the pines, 5Stands the Church on high.What Church is this, from men aloof?--'Tis the Church of Brou. At sunrise, from their dewy lairCrossing the stream, the kine are seen 10Round the wall to stray--The churchyard wall that clips the squareOf open hill-sward fresh and greenWhere last year they lay.But all things now are order'd fair 15Round the Church of Brou. On Sundays, at the matin-chime,° °17The Alpine peasants, two and three,Climb up here to pray;Burghers and dames, at summer's prime, 20Ride out to church from Chambery,° °21Dight° with mantles gay. °22But else it is a lonely timeRound the Church of Brou. On Sundays, too, a priest doth come 25From the wall'd town beyond the pass,Down the mountain-way;And then you hear the organ's hum,You hear the white-robed priest say mass,And the people pray. 30But else the woods and fields are dumbRound the Church of Brou. And after church, when mass is done,The people to the nave repairRound the tomb to stray; 35And marvel at the Forms of stone,And praise the chisell'd broideries° rare-- °37Then they drop away.The princely Pair are left aloneIn the Church of Brou. 40