Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DIVINE AND HUMAN PLEADING, by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I would the saints could hear our prayers Last Line: "as I was, so thou art." Alternate Author Name(s): Alleyne, Ellen; Rossetti, Christina Subject(s): Life; Prayer; Saints; Tears | ||||||||
"I would the saints could hear our prayers! If such a thing might be, O blessed Mary Magdalene, I would appeal to thee! "For once in lowly penitence Thy head was bowed with shame; But now thou hast a glorious place, And hast an unknown name." So mused a trembling contrite man, So mused he wearily; By angels borne his thoughts appeared Before the Throne on high. * * * * * * The calm, still night was at its noon, And all men were at rest, When came before the sleeper's eyes A vision of the blest. A woman stood beside his bed, Her breath was fragrance all; Round her the light was very bright, The air was musical. Her footsteps shone upon the stars, Her robe was spotless white; Her breast was radiant with the Cross, Her head with living light. Her eyes beamed with a sacred fire; And on her shoulders fair, From underneath her golden crown Clustered her golden hair. Yet on her bosom her white hands Were folded quietly; Yet was her glorious head bowed low In deep humility. Long time she looked upon the ground; Then raising her bright eyes Her voice came forth as sweet and soft As music when it dies. "O thou who in thy secret hour Hast dared to think that aught Is faulty in God's perfect plan, And perfect in thy thought! "Thou who the pleadings would'st prefer Of one sin-stained like me To His Who is the Lord of Life, To His Who died for thee! "In mercy I am sent from Heaven: Be timely wise, and learn To seek His love Who waits for thee, Inviting thy return. "Well know I His long-suffering And intercession's worth; My guilt was as a heavy chain That bound me to the earth. "It was a clog upon my feet, To keep me from Life's path; It was a stain upon my hands, A curse upon my hearth. "But there is mighty Power and Grace Can loose the heavy chain, Can free the feet, can cleanse the hands, Can purge the hearth again. "Weeping I sought the Lord of Life, Bowed with my shame and sin; And then unto my wondering heart Love's searching fire came in. "It was with deep repentance, I knelt down at His Feet Who can change the sorrow into joy, The bitter into sweet. "I had cast away my jewels And my rich attire; And my breast was filled with a holy flame, And my heart with a holy fire. "My tears were more precious Than my precious pearls; -- My tears that fell upon His Feet As I wiped Them with my curls. "My youth and my beauty Were budding to their prime; But I wept for the great transgression, The sin of other time. "Trembling betwixt hope and fear, I sought the King of Heaven; Forsook the evil of my ways, Loved much, and was forgiven. "In hope and fear I went to Him, He broke and healed my heart; No man was there to intercede; As I was, so thou art." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BANGLA DESH: 2. THE BLOOD IN MY EYES by FAIZ AHMED FAIZ TIME ROCKING ON by ANSELM HOLLO TEARS AND KISSES by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON DOMESDAY BOOK: GEORGE JOSLIN ON LA MENKEN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS HOW FAR IS IT TO THE LAND WE LEFT? by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE TEARS FALL IN MY HEART by PAUL VERLAINE IT IS FINISHED' by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI ITALIA, IO TI SALUTO!' by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE HEART KNOWETH ITS OWN BITTERNESS' (2) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |
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