A Birthday Poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti

A Birthday

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My heart is like a singing bird
Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;
My heart is like an apple-tree
Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit;
My heart is like a rainbow shell
That paddles in a halcyon sea;
My heart is gladder than all these
Because my love is come to me.

Raise me a dais of silk and down;
Hang it with vair and purple dyes;
Carve it in doves and pomegranates,
And peacocks with a hundred eyes;
Work it in gold and silver grapes,
In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys;
Because the birthday of my life
Is come, my love is come to me.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Cynthia Buhain-baello 07 July 2009

So eloquent and beautiful, like the songs of the sea, halcyon and placid.

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Emily Oldham 21 June 2009

I don't know what all of it means- what's a halycon sea? - but it paints a picture in my mind anyway, no matter how inaccurate. Beautiful imagery. Another of my favourite.

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kim, jung-eun 18 February 2021

halycon means calm^^

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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 24 December 2014

Love to one's own birthday expressed in the poem and it is good.

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Suryendu Chaudhury 28 September 2020

The love that creates joy is the one worthy of celebration.

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Whitney 02 May 2020

Add a comment.Amazing

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Supriya 08 January 2020

Nice poem

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Depax 08 November 2021

Hello

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Adeeb Alfateh 18 June 2019

great great super great- Raise me a dais of silk and down; Hang it with vair and purple dyes; Carve it in doves and pomegranates, great 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

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