Dante Gabriel Rossetti

(12 May 1828 – 9 April 1882 / London / England)

L’envoi: Brussels, Hotel Du Midi - Poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

IT'S copied out at last: very poor stuff
Writ in the cold, with pauses of the cramp.
Direct, dear William, to the Poste Restante
At Ghent—here written Gand—Gong, Hunticè.
We go to Antwerp first, but shall not stay;
After, to Ghent and Bruges; and after that
To Ostend, and thence home. To Waterloo
Was yesterday. Thither, and there, and back,
I managed to scrawl something,—most of it
Bad, and the sonnet at the close mere slosh.
'Twas only made because I was knocked up,
And it helped yawning. Take it, and the rest.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 12, 2010

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