Poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

The House of Life. Sonnet 19. Silent Noon

Your hands lie open in the long fresh grass, --
The finger-points look through like rosy blooms:
Your eyes smile peace. The pasture gleams and glooms
'Neath billowing skies that scatter and amass.
All round our nest, far as the eye can pass,
Are golden kingcup-fields with silver edge
Where the cow-parsley skirts the hawthorn-hedge.
'Tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass.

Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragon-fly
Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky: --
So this wing'd hour is dropt to us from above.
Oh! clasp we to our hearts, for deathless dower,
This close-companioned inarticulate hour
When twofold silence was the song of love. 

1. The House of Life. Sonnet 48. Death-in-Love
2. Almost Over
3. The House of Life. Sonnet 15. The Birth-Bond
4. The House of Life. Sonnet 9. Passion and Worship
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