Poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

The House of Life. Sonnet 7. Supreme Surrender

To all the spirits of Love that wander by
Along his love-sown harvest-field of sleep
My lady lies apparent; and the deep
Calls to the deep; and no man sees but I.
The bliss so long afar, at length so nigh,
Rests there attained. Methinks proud Love must weep
When Fate's control doth from his harvest reap
The sacred hour for which the years did sigh.

First touched, the hand now warm around my neck
Taught memory long to mock desire: and lo!
Across my breast the abandoned hair doth flow,
Where one shorn tress long stirred the longing ache:
And next the heart that trembled for its sake
Lies the queen-heart in sovereign overthrow.

1. The House of Life. Sonnet 44. Cloud and Wind
2. The House of Life. Sonnet 99. Newborn Death - 1
3. The House of Life. Sonnet 51. Willowwood - 3
4. The House of Life. Sonnet 38. The Morrow's Message
5. The House of Life. Sonnet 70. The Hill Summit

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