The Works of Dante Gabriel Rossetti Edited with Preface and Notes by William M. Rossetti: Revised and Enlarged Edition |
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TO DEATH, OF HIS LADY
FRANÇOIS VILLON
Death, of thee do I make my moan,
Who hadst my lady away from me,
Nor wilt assuage thine enmity
Till with her life thou hast mine own:
For since that hour my strength has flown.
Lo! what wrong was her life to thee, Death?
Who hadst my lady away from me,
Nor wilt assuage thine enmity
Till with her life thou hast mine own:
For since that hour my strength has flown.
Lo! what wrong was her life to thee, Death?
Two we were, and the heart was one;
Which now being dead, dead I must be,
Or seem alive as lifelessly
As in the choir the painted stone, Death!
Which now being dead, dead I must be,
Or seem alive as lifelessly
As in the choir the painted stone, Death!
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