
A speaker says her father's and brother's blood separates her from her beloved, renounces their shared sin, and urges repentance. She recounts dreams of a spirit learning love's worth and of her beloved seeking her in the grave, then describes a night of struggle and prayer. She hopes they will meet again in Heaven.
By Christina Georgina Rossetti · Genre: Dramatic Monologue, Religious Poetry, Love Poetry · 1,625 words
There's blood between us, love, my love, / There's father's blood, there's brother's blood; / And blood's a bar I cannot pass: / I choose the stairs that mount above, / Stair after golden skyward stair, / To city and to sea of glass. / My lily feet are soiled with mud, / With scarlet mud which tells a tale / Of hope that was, of guilt that was, / Of love that shall not yet avail; / Alas, my heart, if I could bare / My heart, this self-same stain is there: / I seek the sea of glass and fire / To wash the spot, to burn the snare; / Lo, stairs are meant to lift us higher: / Mount with me, mount the kindled stair.
repentance · renunciation · spiritual struggle · dreams · heavenly reunion · love and knowledge
The Convent Threshold is listed on Textopian as a poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti, dated Date unknown.
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