Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BRIER; GOOD FRIDAY, by EMILY PAULINE JOHNSON Poet's Biography First Line: Because, dear christ, your tender, wounded arm Last Line: The crown of thorns upon your bleeding brow Alternate Author Name(s): Tekahionwake Subject(s): Catholics; Humanity; Jesus Christ - Suffering & Sacrifice; Selfishness; Roman Catholics; Catholicism | ||||||||
GOOD FRIDAY BECAUSE, dear Christ, your tender, wounded arm Bends back the brier that edges life's long way That no hurt comes to heart, to soul no harm, I do not feel the thorns so much to-day. Because I never knew your care to tire, Your hand to weary guiding me aright, Because you walk before and crush the brier, It does not pierce my feet so much to-night. Because so often you have hearkened to My selfish prayers, I ask but one thing now, That these harsh hands of mine add not unto The crown of thorns upon your bleeding brow | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING SONG by LUCILLE CLIFTON HOLY CROSS DAY by ROBERT BROWNING THE CONFESSIONAL by ROBERT BROWNING THE GUARDIAN ANGEL (A PICTURE AT FANO) by ROBERT BROWNING FIRST BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 11 by THOMAS CAMPION ON THE DEATH OF MR. CRASHAW by ABRAHAM COWLEY A CRY FROM AN INDIAN WIFE by EMILY PAULINE JOHNSON |
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