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Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922.

Twice

Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830–1894)

I TOOK my heart in my hand

(O my love, O my love),

I said: Let me fall or stand,

Let me live or die,

But this once hear me speak

(O my love, O my love)—

Yet a woman’s words are weak;

You should speak, not I.

You took my heart in your hand

With a friendly smile,

With a critical eye you scann’d,

Then set it down,

And said, ‘It is still unripe,

Better wait awhile;

Wait while the skylarks pipe,

Till the corn grows brown.’

As you set it down it broke—

Broke, but I did not wince;

I smiled at the speech you spoke,

At your judgement I heard:

But I have not often smiled

Since then, nor question’d since,

Nor cared for cornflowers wild,

Nor sung with the singing bird.

I take my heart in my hand,

O my God, O my God,

My broken heart in my hand:

Thou hast seen, judge Thou.

My hope was written on sand,

O my God, O my God:

Now let Thy judgement stand—

Yea, judge me now.

This, contemn’d of a man,

This, marr’d one heedless day,

This heart take Thou to scan

Both within and without:

Refine with fire its gold,

Purge Thou its dross away—

Yea, hold it in Thy hold,

Whence none can pluck it out.

I take my heart in my hand—

I shall not die, but live—

Before Thy face I stand;

I, for Thou callest such:

All that I have I bring,

All that I am I give,

Smile Thou and I shall sing,

But shall not question much.