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While the noonday prayers were said, / For the warriors in our War, / And many bowed the head / With heavy hearts and sore, / Each with his voiceless dread, / Each with his hidden pain, / Each thinking on his own, / The living and the dead, -- / Then on the pillared stone / Behind the altar, fell / A cross-shaped stain, / A shadow strong and dark / That all may mark, / And know it well, / That doth dear won salvation spell.
Awhile the sad sign stayed, / And the shadow-shape, concealed / In the hearts of them that prayed, / Stood for a space revealed.