Friday, April 2, 2010
“GOOD FRIDAY” – by Christina G. Rossetti
Am I a stone, and not a sheep,
That I can stand, O Christ, beneath Thy cross,
To number drop by drop Thy Blood’s slow loss,
And yet not weep?
Not so those women loved
Who with exceeding grief lamented Thee;
Not so fallen Peter weeping bitterly;
Not so the thief was moved;
Not so the Sun and Moon
Which hid their faces in a starless sky.
A horror of great darkness at broad noon –
I, only I.
Yet give not o’er
But seek Thy sheep, true Shepherd of the flock;
Greater than Moses, turn and look once more
And smite a rock.
-Christina G. Rossetti(5 December 1830 – 29 December 1894
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- Theft'? Loss of cheap power at issue
- John Deere Tractor
- My Cardigan Welsh Corgi Bitch
- Algernon Charles Swinburne
- LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING
- SOME keep the Sabbath going to church
- IT ’S like the light,—
- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
- Each-Life-Converges by Emily Dickinson
- THE ROBIN
- The Lamb
- New Lamb born today
- The End of the Day
- KATHARINE TYNAN, A Favorite Irish Poet of Mine
- THE FLYING WHEEL
- OF ST. FRANCIS AND THE ASS
- Sheep and Lambs
- A Better Resurrection
- “GOOD FRIDAY” – by Christina G. Rossetti
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- The Last Supper (1542), Rome, Galleria Borghese
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- I grew up in Chautauqua County, NY. I graduated from Edinboro University of Pennyslvania in 1981 with a BFA in Jewelry and Metalworking. I have been married 31 years. I currently run a small business with my husband. We both enjoy the outdoors and animals a great deal and live on a tiny farm in Western, NY.