Religion
Our life is long. Not so, wise Angels say
From Verses (1893)
Our life is long. Not so, wise Angels say
Who watch us waste it, trembling while they weigh
Against eternity one squandered day.
Our life is long. Not so, the Saints protest,
Filled full of consolation and of rest:
“Short ill, long good, one long unending best.”
Our life is long. Christ’s word sounds different:
“Night cometh: no more work when day is spent.”
Repent and work to-day, work and repent.
Codex Note
Verses (1893), section: Songs for Strangers and Pilgrims.
Cite this poem
MLA
Rossetti, Christina. “Our life is long. Not so, wise Angels say.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/rossetti_c/833/.
Chicago
Rossetti, Christina. “Our life is long. Not so, wise Angels say.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/rossetti_c/833/.
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