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Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907.

By Time Flies. XVI. “Behold, the Bridegroom cometh”

Christina G. Rossetti (1830–1894)

Advent Sunday

BEHOLD, the Bridegroom cometh:—go ye out

With lighted lamps and garlands round about

To meet Him in a rapture with a shout.

It may be at the midnight black as pitch

Earth shall cast up her poor, cast up her rich.

It may be at the crowing of the cock

Earth shall upheave her depth, uproot her rock.

For lo, the Bridegroom fetcheth home the Bride:

His Hands are Hands she knows, she knows His Side.

Like pure Rebekah at the appointed place,

Veiled she unveils her face to meet His Face.

Like great Queen Esther in her triumphing,

She triumphs in the presence of her King.

His Eyes are as a Dove’s, and she’s Dove-eyed;

He knows His lovely mirror, sister, Bride.

He speaks with Dove-voice of exceeding love,

And she with love-voice of an answering Dove.

Behold, the Bridegroom cometh:—go we out

With lamps ablaze and garlands round about

To meet Him in a rapture with a shout.