| John Bartlett (18201905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919. |
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| Dante Gabriel Rossetti. (18281882) |
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| 1 | The blessed damozel leaned out From the gold bar of Heaven: Her eyes were deeper than the depth Of waters stilled at even; She had three lilies in her hand, And the stars in her hair were seven. |
| The blessed Damozel. |
| 2 | And the souls mounting up to God Went by her like thin flames. |
| The blessed Damozel. |
| 3 | If God in his wisdom have brought close The day when I must die, That day by water or fire or air My feet shall fall in the destined snare Wherever my road may lie. |
| The Kings Tragedy. |
| 4 | I have been here before, But when or how I can not tell; I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore. |
| Sudden Light. |
| 5 | Still we say as we go, Strange to think by the way Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day. |
| The Cloud Confines. |
| 6 | Gather a shell from the strewn beach And listen at its lips: 1 they sigh The same desire and mystery, The echo of the whole seas speech. |
| The Sea-Limits. |
| 7 | Look in my face: my name is Might-have-been; I am also called No-more, Too-late, Farewell. |
| Sonnet. A Superscription. |
| 8 | Was it a friend or foe that spread these lies? Nay, who but infants question in such wise, T was one of my most intimate enemies. |
| Fragment. |
| 9 | If the light is It is because God said Let there be light. |
| At Sunrise. |
| 10 | Thou fillst from the wingèd chalice of the soul Thy lamp, O Memory, fire-wingèd to its goal. |
| Mnemosyne. |
| | Note 1. Charles Henry Webb: With a Nantucket Shell, page 793. [back] |
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