D.G. Rossetti
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Buried all of his libretti,
Thought the matter over - then
Went and dug them up again.
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Shakespear
Dear friend, if there be any bond
Which friendship wins not much beyond—
So old and fond, since thought began—
It may be that whose subtle span
Binds Shakespear to an English man.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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A Bad Omen
On the first day the priest
Could find no heart in the beast,
And two on the second day.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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The worst moment for the atheist is when he is really thankful and has nobody to thank.
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Duns Scotus
HERE lies Duns Scotus
Who died of lotus.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Memory
Is Memory most of miseries miserable,
Or the one flower of ease in bitterest hell?
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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On Burns
In whomsoe'er, since Poesy began,
A Poet most of all men we may scan,
Burns of all poets is the most a Man.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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On The Two Bridal-Biers
How sweet a solace is the bridal-bed—
Dawn as prepared, evening as hallowèd
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Death Of A Wombat
I never reared a young Wombat
To glad me with his pin-hole eye,
But when he most was sweet & fat
And tail-less; he was sure to die!
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Twas Thus
“'TWAS thus, thus is, and thus shall be:
The Beautiful—the Good—
Still mirror to the Human Soul
Its own intensitude!”
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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On William Morris
ENTER Skald, moored in a punt,
And jacks and tenches exeunt.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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La Ricordanza
MAGGIOR dolore è ben la Ricordanza,
O nell' amaro inferno amena stanza?
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Another Love
OF her I thought who now is gone so far:
And, the thought passing over, to fall thence
Was like a fall from spirit into sense
Or from the heaven of heavens to sun and star.
None other than Love's self ordained the bar
'Twixt her and me; so that if, going hence,
I met her, it could only seem a dense
Film of the brain,—just nought, as phantoms are.
Now when I passed your threshold and came in,
And glanced where you were sitting, and did see
Your tresses in these braids and your hands thus,—
I knew that other figure, grieved and thin,
That seemed there, yea that was there, could not be,
Though like God's wrath it stood dividing us.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Barcarola (#2)
OLTRE tomba
Qualche cosa?
E che ne dici?
Saremo felici?
Terra mai posa,
E mar rimbomba.
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Motto To The Card Dealer
AMBITION, Cupidité,
Et délicieuse Volupté,
Sont les sœurs de la Destinée
Après la vingt-première année.
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The Wombat
OH how the family affections combat
Within this heart, and each hour flings a bomb at
My burning soul! Neither from owl nor from bat
Can peace be gained until I clasp my wombat.
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Address To The Dalziel Brothers
“O WOODMAN, spare that block,
Oh gash not anyhow!
It took ten days by clock,
I'd fain protect it now.”
Chorus—Wild Laughter from Dalziel's Workshop.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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On Christina Rossetti
THERE'S a female bard, grim as a fakier,
Who daily grows shakier and shakier.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Mnemosyne
THOU fill'st from the winged chalice of the soul
Thy lamp, O Memory, fire-winged to its goal.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Fior Di Maggio
Oh! May sits crowned with hawthorn-flower,
And is Love's month, they say;
And Love's the fruit that is ripened best
By ladies' eyes in May.
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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Bambino Fasciato
A PIPPO Pipistrello
Farfalla la fanciulla:
“O vedi quanto è bello
Ridendo in questa culla!
E noi l'abbiamo fatto,
Noi due insiem d' un tratto,
E senza noi fia nulla.”
poem by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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