The Warders with their shoes of felt
Crept by each padlocked door,
And peeped and saw, with eyes of awe,
Grey figures on the floor,
And why men knelt to pray
Who never prayed before.
Crept by each padlocked door,
And peeped and saw, with eyes of awe,
Grey figures on the floor,
And why men knelt to pray
Who never prayed before.
Wilde - Poems