Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems

The turn of noontide has begun.
In the weak breeze the sunshine yields.
There is a bell upon the fields.
On the long hedgerow's tangled run
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EVEN as when utter summer makes the grain
Bow heavily along through the whole land
It seems to me whatever while I stand
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WAVING whispering trees,
What do you say to the breeze
And what says the breeze to you?
'Mid passing souls ill at ease,
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What smouldering senses in death's sick delay
Or seizure of malign vicissitude
Can rob this body of honour, or denude
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Think thou and act; to-morrow thou shalt die
Outstretch'd in the sun's warmth upon the shore,
Thou say'st: "Man's measur'd path is all gone o'er:
Up all his years, steeply, with strain and sigh,
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Our Lombard country-girls along the coast
Wear daggers in their garters: for they know
That they might hate another girl to death
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At length their long kiss severed, with sweet smart:
And as the last slow sudden drops are shed
From sparkling eaves when all the storm has fled,
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Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been;
I am also call'd No-more, Too-late, Farewell;
Unto thine ear I hold the dead-sea shell
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Lazy laughing languid Jenny,
Fond of a kiss and fond of a guinea,
Whose head upon my knee to-night
Rests for a while, as if grown light
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MYSTERY: lo! betwixt the sun and moon
Astarte of the Syrians: Venus Queen
Ere Aphrodite was. In silver sheen
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