Lords, I protest my soul is full of woe That blood should…
“Lords, I protest my soul is full of woe That blood should sprinkle me to make me grow. Come, mourn with me for what I do lament, And put sullen black incontinent. I'll make a voyage to the Holy Land To wash this blood off from my guilty hand. March sadly after. Grace my mournings here In weeping after this untimely bier.”
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
A speaker laments personal guilt and seeks redemption through pilgrimage and mourning.
In simple terms: Feeling guilty, wants to cleanse sins.
Seek forgiveness and healing.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- personal crisis
- religious pilgrimage
- public confession
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What actions can truly at guilt?
- How does sharing sorrow help?
Redemption may not be achieved solely by ritual.