In the Basilica di Santi Giovanni e Paolo, Venice
Behold upon the sarcophagus
the recumbent figure
of one Tommaso Mocenigo
so faithful and tender a portrait
wrought without painfulness
of the doge as he lay
in ducal robe and bonnet
deep in his death
how peaceful his head lies
aslant upon his pillow
hands simply crossed
as they fell
observe the emaciated face
the features large
in their natural chiselling
but so lordly pure
that even in his warm breath
they must have looked
as cold as marble stone
at once so deeply worn
by thought and now in death
upon his temples the veins
branched and upraised
the skin in sharp folds puckered
and the brow high-arched
and surprisingly unkempt
the unseeing eye-ball
so magnificently large
and curvature of the lips
lightly veiled
by the moustache at the side
and in a final flourish a short
sharp-pointed double-beard
how noble and how still he rests
stern angle of cheek and brow
so subtly softened beneath the pale light
of the cool and white sepulchral dust
John Lyons
