The Complete Poems of Christina Rossetti A variorum edition: Edited, with textual notes and introductions, by R. W. Crump |
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A Discovery.
“I thought your search was over.”—“So I thought.”—“But you are seeking still.”—“Yes, even so:
Still seeking in mine own despite below
That which in Heaven alone is found unsought;
Still spending for that thing which is not bought.”—
“Then chase no more this shifting empty show.”—
“Amen: so bid a drowning man forego
The straw he clutches; will he so be taught?
You have a home where peace broods like a dove
Screened from the weary world's loud discontent,
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I must unlearn the pleasant ways I went,
Must learn another hope, another love,
And sigh indeed for home in banishment.”—
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