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  Christian And Jew - A Dialogue  


"O happy happy land!
Angels like rushes stand
    About the wells of light."--
    "Alas, I have not eyes for this fair sight:
Hold fast my hand."--

"As in a soft wind, they
Bend all one blessed way,
    Each bowed in his own glory, star with star."--
    "I cannot see so far,
    Here shadows are."--

"White-winged the cherubim,
Yet whiter seraphim,
    Glow white with intense fire of love."--
"Mine eyes are dim:
    I look in vain above,
And miss their hymn."--

"Angels, Archangels cry
One to other ceaselessly
    (I hear them sing)
    One 'Holy, Holy, Holy,' to their King."--
"I do not hear them, I."--

"Joy to thee, Paradise,--
    Garden and goal and nest!
Made green for wearied eyes;
    Much softer than the breast
Of mother-dove clad in a rainbow's dyes.

"All precious souls are there
    Most safe, elect by grace,
    All tears are wiped forever from their face:
Untired in prayer
    They wait and praise,
    Hidden for a little space.

"Boughs of the Living Vine,
They spread in summer shine
    Green leaf with leaf:
Sap of the Royal Vine, it stirs like wine
    In all both less and chief.

"Sing to the Lord,
    All spirits of all flesh, sing;
For He hath not abhorred
    Our low estate nor scorned our offering:
    Shout to our King."--

"But Zion said:
    My Lord forgetteth me.
Lo, she hath made her bed
    In dust; forsaken weepeth she
    Where alien rivers swell the sea.

"She laid her body as the ground,
    Her tender body as the ground to those
Who passed; her harpstrings cannot sound
In a strange land; discrowned
    She sits, and drunk with woes."--

"O drunken not with wine,
    Whose sins and sorrows have fulfilled the sum,--
    Be not afraid, arise, be no more dumb;
Arise, shine,
    For thy light is come."--

"Can these bones live?"--
                        "God knows:
    The prophet saw such clothed with flesh and skin
    A wind blew on them and life entered in;
They shook and rose.
    Hasten the time, O Lord, blot out their sin,
    Let life begin."

       - Christina G. Rossetti

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