<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=360714" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet XCVIII: He and I</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whence came his feet into my field, and why?<br>How is it that he sees it all so drear?<br>How do I see his seeing, and how hear<br>The name his bitter silence knows it by?<br>This was the little fold of separate sky<br>Whose pasturing clouds in the soul's atmosphere<br>Drew living light from one continual year:<br>How should he find it lifeless? He, or I?<br>Lo! this new Self now wanders round my field,<br>With plaints for every flower, and for each tree<br>A moan, the sighing wind's auxiliary:<br>And o'er sweet waters of my life, that yield<br>Unto his lips no draught but tears unseal'd,<br>Even in my place he weeps. Even I, not he.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dante+Gabriel+Rossetti">Dante Gabriel Rossetti</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=360714" data-title="Sonnet XCVIII: He and I de Dante Gabriel Rossetti" data-description="Whence came his feet into my field, and why? How is it that he sees it all so drear? How do I see his seeing, and how hear The name his bitter silence knows it by? This was the little fold of separate sky Whose pasturing clouds in the soul's atmos..."></div> </div> </div>

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