Classic and Contemporary Poetry
NOW THEY DESIRE', by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: There is a sleep we have not slept Last Line: In sevenfold day of days Alternate Author Name(s): Alleyne, Ellen; Rossetti, Christina Subject(s): Jerusalem; Doves; Sleep; Dreams; Love | ||||||||
There is a sleep we have not slept, Safe in a bed unknown: There hearts are staunched that long have wept Alone or bled alone: Sweet sleep that dreams not, or whose dream Is foretaste of the truth: Sweet sleep whose sweets are what they seem, Refreshing more than youth. There is a sea whose waters clear Are never tempest-tost: There is a home whose children dear Are saved, not one is lost: There Cherubim and Seraphim And Angels dwell with Saints, Whose lustre no more dwindleth dim, Whose ardour never faints. There is a Love which fills desire And can our love requite: Like fire it draws our lesser fire. Like greater light our light: For it we agonize in strife, We yearn, we famish thus ''" Lo in the far-off land of life Doth it not yearn for us ? O fair, O fair Jerusalem, How fair, how far away, When shall we see thy Jasper-gem That gives thee light for day ? Thy sea of glass like fire, thy streets Of glass hke virgin gold, Thy royal Elders on their seats. Thy four Beasts manifold? Fair City of delights, the Bride In raiment white and clean. When shall we see thee loving-eyed. Sun-girdled, happy Queen? Without a wrinkle or a spot. Blood-cleansed, blood-purchased once: In how fair ground is fallen the lot Of all thy happy sons ! Dove's eyes beneath thy parted lock, A dove's soft voice is thine : Thy nest is safe within the Rock, Safe in the very Vine: Thy walls salvation buildeth them And all thy gates are praise, O fair, O fair Jerusalem, In sevenfold day of days. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD IT IS FINISHED' by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI ITALIA, IO TI SALUTO!' by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE HEART KNOWETH ITS OWN BITTERNESS' (2) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |
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