Dante Gabriel Rossetti Paris Poems

How dear the sky has been above this place!
Small treasures of this sky that we see here
Seen weak through prison-bars from year to year;
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Strong extreme speed, that the brain hurries with,
Further than trees, and hedges, and green grass
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Chins that might serve the new Jerusalem;
Streets footsore; minute whisking milliners,
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In France (to baffle thieves and murderers)
A journey takes two days of passport work
At least. The plan's sometimes a tedious one,
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As one who, groping in a narrow stair,
Hath a strong sound of bells upon his ears,
Which, being at a distance off, appears
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