Since thou hast given me these, Juliet, given me these, There have been tidings told of a great joy, Of peace on Earth, good-will without annoy. Thou hast put on my soul's infirmities And stooped to succour me, and thou hast trod The way of sorrows with me, on thy knees, Making thyself a little less than God, That I might worship him in womanhood, A new redemption. Therefore, Juliet, The choirs of Heaven multitudinous Make all their songs to thee this happy night, In praise of thy great love incarnate thus, A very "word made flesh" to dwell with us. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE VISION OF SIR LAUNFAL by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL EPIGRAM by DECIMUS MAGNUS AUSONIUS PRESENTIMENT by CHARLOTTE BRONTE FOR WE ARE A PART by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON THE CROWN OF THORNS by ADA CAMBRIDGE THE CANTERBURY TALES: THE PARDONER'S TALE by GEOFFREY CHAUCER |