The New Day: Sonnets By Thomas Gordon Hake: With a Portrait of the Author by Dante Gabriel Rossetti: Edited, with a Preface, by W. Earl Hodgson |
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[Could we once choose, 'twere at some distant time]
Could we once choose, 'twere at some distant timeTo look at Nature from our world again;
To see our birthplace in the pleasant clime,
Perhaps to know we did not live in vain!
How dear to gaze toward Heaven with tearful eyes,
Death-darkness up to then our grave pervading,
And bathe our vision in the liquid skies;
To meet the dauntless sun their ether wading!
How blest would fall so brief a holiday,
Could this but be to break our term unending!
To find the soul not subject to decay;
Perhaps to dream in death it was ascending!
Be the once dead permitted to aspire,
Record, O Nature! this, our last desire!
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