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Poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti


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


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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