Winged Hours by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Winged Hours by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Winged Hours

Dante Gabriel Rossetti * Track #24 On The House of Life

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Winged Hours by Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Winged Hours Annotated

Each hour until we meet is as a bird
That wings from far his gradual way along
The rustling covert of my soul,—his song
Still loudlier trilled through leaves more deeply stirr'd:
But at the hour of meeting, a clear word
Is every note he sings, in Love's own tongue;
Yet, Love, thou know'st the sweet strain wrong,
Through our contending kisses oft unheard.

What of that hour at last, when for her sake
No wing may fly to me nor song may flow;
When, wandering round my life unleaved, I
The bloodied feathers scattered in the brake,
And think how she, far from me, with like eyes
Sees through the untuneful bough the wingless skies?

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