Christina Rossetti — Why?

Lord, if I love Thee and Thou lovest me,         Why need I any more these toilsome days;         Why should I not run singing up Thy ways Straight into heaven, to rest myself with Thee? What need remains of death-pang yet to be,         If all my soul is quickened in Thy praise;         If all my heart loves Thee, what need the amaze, Struggle and dimness of an agony?-- Bride whom I love, if thou too lovest Me,         Thou needs must choose My Likeness for thy dower:                 So wilt thou toil in patience, and abide         Hungering and thirsting for that blessed hour When I My Likeness shall behold in thee,                 And thou therein shalt waken satisfied.