I have been here before, But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore. ... You have been mine before, How long ago… — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
You have been mine before - How long ago I may not know: But just when at that swallow's soar, your neck turned so, Some veil did fall, - I knew it all of yore. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
Tell me now in what hidden way isLady Flora the lovely Roman?Where's Hipparchia, and where is Thais,Neither of them the fairer woman?Where is Echo,… — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
I have been here before, But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The… — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
Love, which is quickly kindled in the gentle heart, seized this man for the fair form that was taken from me, the manner still… — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
It is beautiful, the world, and life itself. I am glad I have lived. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
“Her enchanted hair was the first gold, and still she sits, young while the earth is old.” — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
Was it a friend or foe that spread these lies; Nay, who but infants question in such wise, twas one of my most intimate… — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
And Love, our light at night and shade at noon,Lulls us to rest with songs, and turns awayAll shafts of shelterless tumultuous day. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
