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Poems by Christina G. Rossetti

«·DEAD HOPE. · VENUS’ LOOKING-GLASS.·»

A DAUGHTER OF EVE.

A fool I was to sleep at noon,
  And wake when night is chilly
Beneath the comfortless cold moon;
A fool to pluck my rose too soon,
  A fool to snap my lily.

My garden-plot I have not kept;
  Faded and all-forsaken,
I weep as I have never wept:
Oh it was summer when I slept,
  It’s winter now I waken.

Talk what you please of future spring
  And sun-warmed sweet to-morrow:—
Stripped bare of hope and every thing,
No more to laugh, no more to sing,
  I sit alone with sorrow.

 


«·DEAD HOPE. · VENUS’ LOOKING-GLASS.·»