The Complete Poems of Christina Rossetti A variorum edition: Edited, with textual notes and introductions, by R. W. Crump |
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[Who is this that cometh up not alone]
Who is this that cometh up not alone
From the fiery-flying-serpent wilderness,
Leaning upon her own Beloved One:
Who is this:
From the fiery-flying-serpent wilderness,
Leaning upon her own Beloved One:
Who is this:
Lo, the King of king's daughter, a high princess,
Going home as bride to her Husband's Throne,
Virgin queen in perfected loveliness.
Going home as bride to her Husband's Throne,
Virgin queen in perfected loveliness.
Her eyes a dove's eyes and her voice a dove's moan,
She shows like a full moon for heavenliness:
Eager saints and angels ask in heaven's zone,
Who is this?
She shows like a full moon for heavenliness:
Eager saints and angels ask in heaven's zone,
Who is this?
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