The Poet's Pluck - Christina Rossetti
The Poet’s Pluck – Christina Rossetti
In MY DREAM I see A PORTRAIT
And REMEMBER a girl I used to know,
SHE SAT AND SANG a loving song
Of a boy from Oh, so long ago.
In DREAM LAND she seems ALOOF
As if THE WORLD were far away,
But the song she sings I know so well,
It is the song we learned to play.
IN AN ARTISTS STUDIO I hear that song
That we sang for a year or so
And A PORTRAIT still lives in MY DREAM
Though we sang Oh, so long ago.
08/02/17
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