The Complete Poems of Christina Rossetti A variorum edition: Edited, with textual notes and introductions, by R. W. Crump |
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“Zion said.” |
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“Zion said.”
O Slain for love of me, canst Thou be cold,Be cold and far away in my distress:
Is Thy love also changed growing less and less
That carried me thro' all the days of old?—
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See how I flag and fail thro' weariness:
I flag, while sleepless foes dog me and press
On me; behold O Lord, O Love behold.
I am sick for home, the home of love indeed;
I am sick for Love, that dearest name for Thee:
Thou Who hast bled, see how my heart doth bleed;
Open Thy bleeding Side and let me in;
Oh hide me in Thy Heart from doubt and sin,
Oh take me to Thyself and comfort me.
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