CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI

Be the green grass above me

With showers and dewdrops wet;

And if thou wilt, remember. And if thou wilt, forget.

I shall not see the shadows,

I shall not feel the rain ; I shall not hear the nightingale

Sing on, as if in pain ; And dreaming through the twilight

That doth not rise nor set, Haply I may remember,

And haply may forget.

��782. Twice

T TOOK my heart in my hand ^ (O my love, O my love), I said: Let me fall or stand,

Let me live or die, But this once hear me speak

(O my love, O my love) Yet a woman's words are weak ;

You should speak, not I.

You took my heart in your hand

With a friendly smile, With a critical eye you scann'd,

Then set it down, And said, * It is still unripe,

Better wait awhile ; Wait while the skylarks pipe,

Till the corn grows brown.'

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