Sunday before Advent
by Christina Rossetti
The end of all things is at hand. We all
Stand in the balance trembling as we stand;
Of if not trembling, tottering to a fall.
The end of all things is at hand.
O hearts of men, covet the unending land!
O hearts of men, covet the musical,
Sweet, never-ending waters of that strand!
While Earth shows poor, a slippery rolling ball,
And Hell looms vast, a gulf unplumbed, unspanned
And Heaven flings wide its gates to great and small,
The end of all things is at hand.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
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2 comments:
Lovely! Thank you for posting this.
You are welcome, Jessica. I've appreciated Rosetti's poems, but never realized that she wrote so many poems for Advent and Christmas. I'm planning on posting more - they are just so good.
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