Between two common days this day was hung br When Love went to the ending that was his; br His seamless robe was rent, his bow was wrong, br He took at last the sponge's bitter kiss. br br A simple day the dawn has watched unfold br Before the night had borne the death of love; br You took the bread I blessed, and love was sold br Upon your lips, and paid the price thereof. br br I changed then, as when soul from body slips, br And casts its passion and its pain aside; br I pledged you with most spiritual lips, br And gave you hands that you had crucified.