VERSES FROM VARIOUS SOURCES
From THE BOOK OF PREFACES 2000
Poem: Alasdair Gray © 2005
14 – The Dream of the Cross, attributed to Bishop Cynewulf, translation of the start
that met me in the middle night
when talkative men lie still.
It seemed that I saw a marvellous tree
aloft in the sky, and branched with light
beaming brightly. All that beacon was
begotten in gold, in rubies standing
fairly and fixed, with five gems likewise
up on that axlespan.
Behold there all angel bands
brighten through time and space:
there was no sin-stained gallows
but those who behold are holy ghosts
men upon mold and all this great creation.