Poem by Rudyard Kipling

Gehazi

          1915

WHENCE comest thou, Gehazi,
	So reverend to behold,
In scarlet and in ermines
	And chain of England's gold ?"
"From following after Naaman
	To tell him all is well,
Whereby my zeal hath made me
	A Judge in Israel."

Well done; well done, Gehazi!
	Stretch forth thy ready hand,
Thou barely 'scaped from judgment,
	Take oath to judge the land
Unswayed by gift of money
	Or privy bribe, more base,
Of knowledge which is profit
	In any market-place.

Search out and probe, Gehazi,
	As thou of all canst try,
The truthful, well-weighed answer
	That tells the blacker lie -
The loud, uneasy virtue
	The anger feigned at will,
To overbear a witness
	And make the Court keep still.

Take order now, Gehazi,
	That no man talk aside
In secret with his judges
	The while his case is tried.
Lest he should show them - reason
	To keep a matter hid,
And subtly lead the questions
	Away from what he did.

Thou mirror of uprightness,
	What ails thee at thy vows ?
What means the risen whiteness
	Of the skin between thy brows ?
The boils that shine and burrow,
	The sores that slough and bleed -
The leprosy of Naaman
	On thee and all thy seed ?
		Stand up, stand up, Gehazi,
			Draw close thy robe and go,
		Gehazi, Judge in Israel,
			A leper white as snow !

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2. The Cursing of Stephen
3. The Jester
4. Anchor Song
5. The Covenant

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