Dante Gabriel Rossetti

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

A New-Year’s Burden - Poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

ALONG the grass sweet airs are blown
Our way this day in Spring.
Of all the songs that we have known
Now which one shall we sing?
Not that, my love, ah no!—
Not this, my love? why, so!—
Yet both were ours, but hours will come and go.
The grove is all a pale frail mist,
The new year sucks the sun.
Of all the kisses that we kissed
Now which shall be the one?
Not that my love, ah no!—
Not this, my love?—heigh-ho
For all the sweets that all the winds can blow!
The branches cross above our eyes,
The skies are in a net:
And what's the thing beneath the skies
We two would most forget?
Not birth, my love, no, no,—
Not death, my love, no, no,—
The love once ours, but ours long hours ago.


Comments about A New-Year’s Burden by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (12/4/2017 1:39:00 PM)


    Such a brilliant write by Dante Gabriel Rossetti👍👍👍 (Report) Reply

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  • Edward Kofi Louis (12/4/2017 1:08:00 PM)


    'The love once ours'! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Geeta Radhakrishna Menon (12/4/2017 11:39:00 AM)


    Not birth, my love, no, no, —
    Not death, my love, no, no, —
    The love once ours, but ours long hours ago.

    A profound poem from a great poet Dante
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  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (12/4/2017 10:27:00 AM)


    And what's the thing beneath the skies
    We two would most forget?
    Not birth, my love, no, no, —
    Not death, my love, no, no, —
    The love once ours, but ours long hours ago.
    Lovely sharing of a poem from one of th greatest poet.
    (Report) Reply

  • Sylvia Frances Chan (12/4/2017 9:10:00 AM)


    I love to read english poems, there is oft an understatement and so wisely put. I do not dare to give this Classic Mighty Poem a well deserved TEN, but it´s all in this game, a post mortem well deserved 10. The late Mr.Rossetti is a very gifted poet, IF I may say. Sheer poetry I have enjoyed fully and I love his refined chic cynism. CONGRATS for this Classic of the Day, For Mr. Rossetti´s family to know. Such a grateful feel having read a poem from a gifted Classic Poet. (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (12/4/2017 4:10:00 AM)


    The love once ours, but ours long hours ago..........Touching expresson with nice theme. Beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Mary Skarpathiotaki (12/4/2017 1:46:00 AM)


    The love once ours, but ours long hours ago..........great poem , i like it i vote 10++++ (Report) Reply

  • (12/4/2017 12:36:00 AM)


    As if it was a lonely place this grove; after love lost in between, for it lay between the meadows and the high-road and it became a New-year's burden.......very touching indeed and beautifully scripted......thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 12, 2010



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