by Christina G. Rossetti
Man's life is death. Yet Christ endured to live
Preaching and teaching, toiling to and fro,
Few men accepting what he yearned to give,
Few men with eyes to know
His face, that Face of Love he stooped to show.
Man's death is life. For Christ endured to die
In slow unuttered weariness of pain,
A curse and an astonishment, passed by,
Pointed at, mocked again
By men for whom he shed his blood -- in vain?
Source: Christ in Poetry (1952), an anthology compiled and edited by Thomas Curtis Clark and Hazel Davis Clark
Christina G. Rossetti (1830-1894)
English poet
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