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Poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti


Woodspurge


The wind flapped loose, the wind was still,
Shaken out dead from tree and hill:
I had walkd on at the winds will,
I sat now, for the wind was still.

Between my knees my forehead was,
My lips, drawn in, said not Alas!
My hair was over in the grass,
My naked ears heard the day pass.

My eyes, wide open, had the run
Of some ten weeds to fix upon;
Among those few, out of the sun,
The woodspurge flowerd, three cups in one.

From perfect grief there need not be
Wisdom or even memory:
One thing learnt remains to me,
The woodspurge has a cup of three. 



Dante Gabriel Rossetti


Dante Gabriel Rossetti's other poems:
  1. The House of Life. Sonnet 3. Love's Testament
  2. The House of Life. Sonnet 20. Gracious Moonlight
  3. The House of Life. Sonnet 17. Beauty's Pageant
  4. The House of Life. Sonnet 39. Sleepless Dreams
  5. The House of Life. Sonnet 99. Newborn Death - 1


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