| Nicholson & Lee, eds. The Oxford Book of English Mystical Verse. 1917. |
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| 357. The Living Chalice |
| By Susan Mitchell |
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| THE MOTHER sent me on the holy quest, | |
| Timid and proud and curiously dressed | |
| In vestures by her hand wrought wondrously; | |
| An eager burning heart she gave to me. | |
| The Bridgeroom’s Feast was set and I drew nigh— | 5 |
| Master of Life, Thy Cup has passed me by. | |
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| Before new-dressed I from the Mother came, | |
| In dreams I saw the wondrous Cup of Flame. | |
| Ah, Divine Chalice, how my heart drank deep, | |
| Waking I sought the Love I knew asleep. | 10 |
| The Feast of Life was set and I drew nigh— | |
| Master of Life, Thy Cup has passed me by. | |
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| Eye of the Soul, awake, awake and see | |
| Growing within the Ruby Radiant Tree, | |
| Sharp pain hath wrung the Clusters of my Vine; | 15 |
| My heart is rose-red with its brimméd wine. | |
| Thou hast new-set the Feast and I draw nigh— | |
| Master of Life, take me, Thy Cup am I. | |
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