[D. G. Rossetti] Afar away the light that brings cold cheer Unto - TopicsExpress



          

[D. G. Rossetti] Afar away the light that brings cold cheer Unto this wall, – one instant and no more Admitted at my distant palace-door Afar the flowers of Enna from this drear Dire fruit, which, tasted once, must thrall me here. Afar those skies from this Tartarean grey That chills me: and afar how far away, The nights that shall become the days that were. Afar from mine own self I seem, and wing Strange ways in thought, and listen for a sign: And still some heart unto some soul doth pine, (Whose sounds mine inner sense in fain to bring, Continually together murmuring) — Woe me for thee, unhappy Proserpine.
Posted on: Thu, 18 Dec 2014 12:11:09 +0000

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