Thursday, September 15, 2016

O love, my world is you by Christina Rossetti(Excerpt from Monna Innominata)

For one man is my world of all the men
This wide world holds; O love, my world is you.
Howbeit, to meet you grows almost a pang
Because the pang of parting comes so soon;
My hope hangs waning, waxing, like a moon
Between the heavenly days on which we meet:
Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang
When life was sweet because you call'd them sweet?
Christina Rossetti,Monna Innominata

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