<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=360738" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet XXV: Winged Hours</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Each hour until we meet is as a bird<br>That wings from far his gradual way along<br>The rustling covert of my soul,—his song<br>Still loudlier trilled through leaves more deeply stirr'd:<br>But at the hour of meeting, a clear word<br>Is every note he sings, in Love's own tongue;<br>Yet, Love, thou know'st the sweet strain suffers wrong<br>Full oft through our contending joys unheard.<br>What of that hour at last, when for her sake<br>No wing may fly to me nor song may flow;<br>When, wandering round my life unleaved, I know<br>The bloodied feathers scattered in the brake,<br>And think how she, far from me, with like eyes<br>Sees through the untuneful bough the wingless skies?</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=360738" data-title="Sonnet XXV: Winged Hours de Dante Gabriel Rossetti" data-description="Each hour until we meet is as a bird That wings from far his gradual way along The rustling covert of my soul,—his song Still loudlier trilled through leaves more deeply stirr'd: But at the hour of meeting, a clear word Is every note he sings, i..."></div> </div> </div>

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