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The Works of Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Edited with Preface and Notes by William M. Rossetti: Revised and Enlarged Edition

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XVII
Sonnet

Of his Pain from a new Love

Why from the danger did mine eyes not start,—
Why not become even blind,—ere through my sight
Within my soul thou ever couldst alight
To say: “Dost thou not hear me in thy heart?”
New torment then, the old torment's counterpart,
Filled me at once with such a sore affright,
That, Lady, lady, (I said,) destroy not quite
Mine eyes and me! O help us where thou art!
Thou hast so left mine eyes, that love is fain—
Even Love himself—with pity uncontroll'd
To bend above them, weeping for their loss:
Saying: “If any man feel heavy pain,
This man's more painful heart let him behold:
Death has it in her hand, cut like a cross.”