DREAM LAND
by: Christina Rossetti (1830-1894)
- HERE sunless rivers weep
- Their waves into the deep,
- She sleeps a charmed sleep:
- Awake her not.
- Led by a single star,
- She came from very far
- To seek where shadows are
- Her pleasant lot.
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- She left the rosy morn,
- She left the fields of corn,
- For twilight cold and lorn
- And water springs.
- Through sleep, as through a veil,
- She sees the sky look pale,
- And hears the nightingale
- That sadly sings.
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- Rest, rest, a perfect rest
- Shed over brow and breast;
- Her face is toward the west,
- The purple land.
- She cannot see the grain
- Ripening on hill and plain;
- She cannot feel the rain
- Upon her hand.
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- Rest, rest, for evermore
- Upon a mossy shore;
- Rest, rest at the heart's core
- Till time shall cease:
- Sleep that no pain shall wake;
- Night that no morn shall break
- Till joy shall overtake
- Her perfect peace.
"Dream Land" is reprinted from Poems. Christina Rossetti. London: Macmillan, 1891. |
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