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Dante Gabriel Rossetti (Данте Габриэль Россетти)


The House of Life. Sonnet 57. True Woman - 2. Her Love


She loves him; for her infinite soul is Love,
And he her lodestar. Passion in her is
A glass facing his fire, where the bright bliss
Is mirrored, and the heat returned. Yet move
That glass, a stranger's amorous flame to prove,
And it shall turn, by instant contraries,
Ice to the moon; while her pure fire to his
For whom it burns, clings close i' the heart's alcove.

Lo! they are one. With wifely breast to breast
And circling arms, she welcomes all command
Of love,--her soul to answering ardours fann'd:
Yet as morn springs or twilight sinks to rest,
Ah! who shall say she deems not loveliest
The hour of sisterly sweet hand-in-hand?



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 29. The Moonstar
  4. The House of Life. Sonnet 5. Heart's Hope
  5. Hidden Harmony


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