Christina Georgina Rossetti (Кристина Джорджина Россетти)

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Blind from my birth,
Where flowers are springing
I sit on earth
All dark.
Hark! hark!
A lark is singing.
His notes are all for me,
For me his mirth: -
Till some day I shall see
Beautiful flowers
And birds in bowers
Where all Joy Bells are ringing.

1. Fata Morgana
2. Maude Clare
3. Song (O roses for the flush of youth)
4. A Peal of Bells
5. An Apple Gathering

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