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Dante Gabriel Rossetti (Данте Габриэль Россетти)


The House of Life. Sonnet 50. Willowwood - 2


And now Love sang: but his was such a song,
So meshed with half-remembrance hard to free,
As souls disused in death's sterility
May sing when the new birthday tarries long.
And I was made aware of a dumb throng
That stood aloof, one form by every tree,
All mournful forms, for each was I or she,
The shades of those our days that had no tongue.

They looked on us, and knew us and were known;
While fast together, alive from the abyss,
Clung the soul-wrung implacable close kiss;
And pity of self through all made broken moan
Which said, 'For once, for once, for once alone!'
And still Love sang, and what he sang was this:--



Dante Gabriel Rossetti's other poems:
  1. The House of Life. Sonnet 87. Death's Songsters
  2. The House of Life. Sonnet 82. Hoarded Joy
  3. The House of Life. Sonnet 14. Youth's Spring-Tribute
  4. The House of Life. Sonnet 15. The Birth-Bond
  5. The House of Life. Sonnet 93. The Sun's Shame - 2


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