August 15
Companions of the Way (Evening)And God said, Let us make man in OUR Image.
CHRIST'S heart is wrung for me, if mine is sore; And if my feet are weary, His have bled;
He had no place wherein to lay His head; If I am burdened, He was burdened more.
The cup I drink, He drank of long before;
He felt the unuttered anguish which I dread;
He hungered who the hungry thousands fed, And thirsted who the world's refreshment bore.
If grief be such a looking-glass as shows
Christ's Face and man's in some sort made alike,
Then grief is pleasure with a subtle taste:
Wherefore should any fret or faint or haste?
Grief is not grievous to a soul that knows
Christ comes,—and listens for that hour to strike.
CHRIS-
TINA G.
ROSSETTI
A CHARACTER