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LET THEM REJOICE IN THEIR BEDS' by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI

Poet Analysis

First Line: THE WINDS SING TO US WHERE WE LIE
Last Line: In the harvest-land of love
Subject(s): JESUS CHRIST; DEATH;

I SAW a bird alone,
In its nest it sat alone,
For its mate was dead or flown
Though it was early Spring.
Hard by were buds half-blown.
With cornfields freshlv sown:
It could only perch and moan
That used to sing:
Droop in sorrow left alone:
A sad sad thing.

I saw a star alone,
In blue heaven it hung alone^
A solitary throne
In the waste of space:
Where no moon-glories are,
Where not a second star
Beams through night from near or far
To that lone place.
Its beauties all unknown,
Its glories all alone,
Sad in heaven's face.

Doth the bird desire a mate,
Pine for a second mate.
Whose first joy was so great
With its own dove?
Doth the star supreme in night
Desire a second light
To make it seem less bright
In the shrine of heavenly height
That is above? ''"

Ah better wait alone.
In nest or heaven alone.
Forsaken or unknown:
Till, time being past and gone.
Full eternity rolls on,
While patience reaps what it has sown
In the harvest-land of love.



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