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A Birthday

My heart is like a singing bird        Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;    My heart is like an apple-tree        Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit;    My heart is like a rainbow shell        That paddles in a halcyon sea;    My heart is gladder than all these        Because my love is come to me.    Raise me a dais of silk and down;      Hang it with vair and purple dyes;  Carve it in doves and pomegranates,      And peacocks with a hundred eyes;  Work it in gold and silver grapes,      In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys;  Because the birthday of my life      Is come, my love is come to me.

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Christina Georgina Rossetti

Christina Georgina Rossetti (5 December 1830 – 29 December 1894) was an English poet who wrote romantic, devotional, and children's poems. "Gobl…

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