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Poems by Christina G. Rossetti

«·“ONE FOOT ON SEA, AND ONE ON SHORE.” · BOY JOHNNY.·»

BUDS AND BABIES.

A million buds are born that never blow,
  That sweet with promise lift a pretty head
  To blush and wither on a barren bed
    And leave no fruit to show.

Sweet, unfulfilled. Yet have I understood
  One joy, by their fragility made plain:
  Nothing was ever beautiful in vain,
    Or all in vain was good.


«·“ONE FOOT ON SEA, AND ONE ON SHORE.” · BOY JOHNNY.·»