Poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

The House of Life. Sonnet 18. Genius in Beauty

Beauty like hers is genius. Not the call
Of Homer's or of Dante's heart sublime, --
Not Michael's hand furrowing the zones of time, --
Is more with compassed mysteries musical;
Nay, not in Spring's Summer's sweet footfall
More gathered gifts exuberant Life bequeaths
Than doth this sovereign face, whose love-spell breathes
Even from its shadowed contour on the wall.

As many men are poets in their youth,
But for one sweet-strung soul the wires prolong
Even through all change the indomitable song;
So in likewise the envenomed years, whose tooth
Rends shallower grace with ruin void of truth,
Upon this beauty's power shall wreak no wrong.

1. The House of Life. Sonnet 44. Cloud and Wind
2. The House of Life. Sonnet 99. Newborn Death - 1
3. The House of Life. Sonnet 51. Willowwood - 3
4. The House of Life. Sonnet 38. The Morrow's Message
5. The House of Life. Sonnet 70. The Hill Summit

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