Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONNETS WRITTEN TO BOUTS-RIMES: 2, by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI


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First Line: I sit among green shady valleys oft
Last Line: What time the trees weep o'er me honeydew.
Alternate Author Name(s): Alleyne, Ellen; Rossetti, Christina
Subject(s): Grief; Nature; Silence; Sorrow; Sadness


I sit among green shady valleys oft
Listening to echo-winds sighing of woe;
The grass and flowers are strong and sweet below,
Yea, I am tired and the smooth turf is soft.
I sit and think and never look aloft
Save to the tops of a tall poplar row
That glisten in the wind, whispering low
Of sudden sorrow reaching those who laughed.
A very drowsy fountain bubbles near
Catching pale sunbeams o'er it wandering;
Its waters are so clear the stones look through: --
Then sitting by its lazy stream I hear
Silence more loud than any other thing,
What time the trees weep o'er me honeydew.





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