Echo Poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
Echo
Come to me in the silence of the night;
Come in the speaking silence of a dream;
Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright
As sunlight on a stream;
Come back in tears,
O memory, hope, love of finished years.
O dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet,
Whose wakening should have been in Paradise,
Where souls brimfull of love abide and meet;
Where thirsting longing eyes
Watch the slow door
That opening, letting in, lets out no more.
Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live
My very life again though cold in death:
Come back to me in dreams, that I may give
Pulse for pulse, breath for breath:
Speak low, lean low
As long ago, my love, how long ago.
One of the most beautiful love poems I've ever read...
softly delivers the content pleasure of waiting for and having dreams.
A great Classic poem by a great Poetess. Strong and clear words written here.5 Stars full Beautiful poem!
A beautiful poem well crafted and expressed. Great flow and imagery.
A great work of art written with clarity of thought and mind. An insightful piece of poetry.......................................
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I would like to translate this poem
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12/13/2024 12:57:20 AM # 1.0.0
I've always found a woman's love poem more powerful and poignant than that of a man; there's an honesty perhaps less restricted my the ego.