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Hace 4 días · Still bear young leaflets half the summer through; From when the robin 'gainst the unhidden blue. Perched dark, till now, deep in the leafy core, The embowered throstle's urgent wood-notes soar. Through summer silence. Still the leaves come new; Yet never rosy-sheathed as those which drew. Their spiral tongues from spring -buds heretofore.
Hace 2 días · Ere ye again, who so in vain have wooed. Your last hope lost, who so in vain invite. Your lips to that their unforgotten food, Ere ye, ere ye again shall see the light! Alas! the bitter banks in Willowwood, With tear-spurge wan, with blood-wort burning red: Alas! if ever such a pillow could.
Hace 2 días · Our mother bow'd herself and wept: And both my arms fell, and I said, “ God knows I knew that she was dead.”. And there, all white, my sister slept. Then kneeling, upon Christmas morn A little after twelve o'clock We said, ere the first quarter struck, “Christ's blessing on the newly born!”. Dante Gabriel Rossetti. Rate:
Hace 4 días · Who is Dante Gabriel Rossetti Gabriel Charles Dante Rossetti (12 May 1828 – 9 April 1882), generally known as Dante Gabriel Rossetti (), was an English poet, illustrator, painter, and translator, and member of the Rossetti family. He founded the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood in 1848 with William Holman Hunt and John Everett Millais.
Hace 5 días · Paintings Reproductions Impressionism The Bower Meadow by Dante Gabriel Rossetti | TopImpressionists.com +1 (707) 877 4321 +33 970-444-077. Impressionists;
Hace 4 días · Beauty's Pageant. What dawn -pulse at the heart of heaven, or last. Incarnate flower of culminating day,-. What marshalled marvels on the skirts of May, Or song full-quired, sweet June 's encomiast; What glory of change by nature 's hand amass'd. Can vie with all those moods of varying grace. Which o'er one loveliest woman 's form and face.
Hace 3 días · The allotted bondman of her palm and wreath. This is that Lady Beauty, in whose praise. Thy voice and hand shake still,- long known to thee. By flying hair and fluttering hem,-the beat. Following her daily of thy heart and feet, How passionately and irretrievably, In what fond flight, how many ways and days! Dante Gabriel Rossetti.
