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C.D. Warner, et al., comp. The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.

Life Hidden

By Christina Georgina Rossetti (1830–1894)

From ‘New Poems’

ROSES and lilies grow above the place

Where she sleeps the long sleep that doth not dream.

If we could look upon her hidden face,

Nor shadow would be there, nor garish gleam

Of light; her life is lapsing like a stream

That makes no noise, but floweth on apace

Seawards, while many a shade and shady beam

Vary the ripples in their gliding chase.

She doth not see, but knows; she doth not feel,

And yet is sensible; she hears no sound,

Yet counts the flight of time and doth not err.

Peace far and near, peace to ourselves and her:

Her body is at peace in holy ground,

Her spirit is at peace where angels kneel.