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Dante Gabriel Rossetti (Данте Габриэль Россетти)


The House of Life. Sonnet 71. The Choice - 1


Eat thou and drink; to-morrow thou shalt die.
Surely the earth, that's wise being very old,
Needs not our help. Then loose me, love, and hold
Thy sultry hair up from my face; that I
May pour for thee this golden wine, brim-high,
Till round the glass thy fingers glow like gold.
We'll drown all hours: thy song, while hours are toll'd,
Shall leap, as fountains veil the changing sky.

Now kiss, and think that there are really those,
My own high-bosomed beauty, who increase
Vain gold, vain lore, and yet might choose our way!
Through many years they toil; then on a day
They die not,--for their life was death,--but cease;
And round their narrow lips the mould falls close.



Dante Gabriel Rossetti's other poems:
  1. The House of Life. Sonnet 82. Hoarded Joy
  2. The House of Life. Sonnet 51. Willowwood - 3
  3. The House of Life. Sonnet 89. The Trees of the Garden
  4. The Staff and Scrip
  5. The House of Life. Sonnet 33. Venus Victrix


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