From the Antique (Christina Rossetti Poems)
It's a weary life, it is, she said: Doubly blank in a woman's lot: I wish and I wish I ...
It's a weary life, it is, she said: Doubly blank in a woman's lot: I wish and I wish I ...
My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree ...
I have no wit, no words, no tears; My heart within me like a stone Is numbed too much for ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
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