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Sleeping at Last
By Christina Georgina Rossetti
Sleeping at last, the trouble and tumult over,
Sleeping at last, the struggle and horror past,
Cold and white, out of sight of friend and of lover,
Sleeping at last.
No more a tired heart downcast or overcast,
No more pangs that wring or shifting fears that hover,
Sleeping at last in a dreamless sleep locked fast.
Fast asleep. Singing birds in their leafy cover
Cannot wake her, nor shake her the gusty blast.
Under the purple thyme and the purple clover
Sleeping at last.
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Remember the moments of yesterday
When the morning was new and azure blue
Each way of the heart became spring of May
In the feelings of dreams that were for you
When the love was a song of many ways
In the turnings of gold of yours to hold
The heart was a flame in flickering plays
That every passion did almost unfold
The days of the new and lost dreaming on
Every turning that gave and was lost
When the trance of the days were almost gone
With wishes of yesterdays - now star-crossed
Remember the love that rises and falls
Drawing the lines with daydreaming calls
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