The Poetical Works of Dante Gabriel Rossetti, Volume 10Ellis and Elvey, 1891 - 380 pages |
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Aloyse Amelotte beneath bitter blood Bower breast breath brow cheek child cloud cried Dante DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI dark dead death deep doth dream evermore eyes face fair feet fell fire flame flower gaze God's golden grace hair hand hath hear heard heart Hell and Heaven hour Jenny King kiss knee knew lady laughed light Lilith lips Little brother look Lord Love's Mary Mother moan moon neath night Nineveh o'er once pale passed pray prayer Queen Rose Mary Rossetti round scarce seemed shadow shame shook sighs sight silence sing Sister Helen sleep smile song SONNET soul soul's spoke stood sweet tears tell thee Theodore Watts thine thing thou thought throne to-day told Troy Town turned Twas Unto voice weary weep White Ship wind wings words Yesterday's son youth
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Page 180 - A Sonnet is a moment's monument,— Memorial from the Soul's eternity • To one dead deathless hour. Look that it be, Whether for lustral rite or dire portent, Of its own arduous fulness reverent: Carve it in ivory or in ebony, As Day or Night may rule; and let Time see Its flowering crest
Page 182 - Love through thee made known? Or when in the dusk hours, (we two alone,) Close-kissed and eloquent of still replies Thy twilight-hidden glimmering visage lies, And my soul only sees thy soul its own ? O love, my love 1 if I no more should see Thyself, nor on the earth the shadow of thee, Nor
Page 229 - when the wan soul in that golden air Between the scriptured petals softly blown Peers breathless for the gift of grace unknown,— Ah ! let none other alien spell soe'er But only the one Hope's one name be there,— Not less nor more, but even that word alone.
Page 73 - More loud than the vesper-chime it fell." " No vesper-chime, but a dying knell, Little brother ! " (O Mother, Mary Mother, His dying knell, between Hell and Heaven f) " Alas 1 but I fear the heavy sound, Sister Helen ; Is it in the sky or in the ground ? " " Say, have they turned their horses round, Little brother
Page 207 - WITHOUT HER, WHAT of her glass without her ? The blank grey There where the pool is blind of the moon's face. Her dress without her ? The tossed empty space Of cloud-rack whence the moon has passed away. Her paths without her ? Day's appointed sway Usurped by desolate night. Her pillowed place Without her ? Tears, ah me
Page 256 - that the earth is changing, O my God I Nor that the seasons totter in their walk,— Not that the virulent ill of act and talk Seethes ever as a winepress ever trod,— Not therefore are we certain that the rod Weighs in thine hand to smite thy world; though
Page 252 - THE CARD-DEALER. COULD you not drink her gaze like wine ? Yet though its splendour swoon Into the silence languidly As a tune into a tune, Those eyes unravel the coiled night And know the stars at noon. The gold that's heaped beside her hand, In truth rich prize it were
Page 74 - Mother, Most sad of all, between Hell and Heaven /) " See, see, the wax has dropped from its place, Sister Helen, And the flames are winning up apace ! " " Yet here they burn but for a space, Little brother ! " (O Mother, Mary Mother, Here for a space,
Page 66 - WHY did you melt your waxen man, Sister Helen ? To-day is the third since you began." " The time was long, yet the time ran, Little brother." (O Mother, Mary Mother, Three days to-day, between Hell and Heaven
Page 206 - IV. So sang he : and as meeting rose and rose Together cling through the wind's wellaway Nor change at once, yet near the end of day The leaves drop loosened where the heart-stain glows, So when the song died did the kiss unclose ; And her face fell back drowned, and was as