Dante Gabriel Rossetti (Данте Габриэль Россетти)

First Love Remembered

PEACE in her chamber, wheresoe'er
It be, a holy place:
The thought still brings my soul such grace
As morning meadows wear.
Whether it still be small and light,
A maid's who dreams alone,
As from her orchard-gate the moon
Its ceiling showed at night:
Or whether, in a shadow dense
As nuptial hymns invoke,
Innocent maidenhood awoke
To married innocence:
There still the thanks unheard await
The unconscious gift bequeathed:
For there my soul this hour has breathed
An air inviolate. 

1. The House of Life. Sonnet 82. Hoarded Joy
2. The House of Life. Sonnet 80. From Dawn to Noon
3. Returning To Brussels
4. A Bitter Song to His Lady
5. The House of Life. Sonnet 85. Vain Virtues

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