Poems (Rossetti, 1901)/My Friend
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MY FRIEND.
TWO days ago with dancing glancing hair,
With living lips and eyes;
Now pale, dumb, blind, she lies;
So pale, yet still so fair.
With living lips and eyes;
Now pale, dumb, blind, she lies;
So pale, yet still so fair.
We have not left her yet, not yet alone;
But soon must leave her where
She will not miss our care,
Bone of our bone.
But soon must leave her where
She will not miss our care,
Bone of our bone.
Weep not; O friends, we should not weep:
Our friend of friends lies full of rest;
No sorrow rankles in her breast,
Fallen fast asleep.
Our friend of friends lies full of rest;
No sorrow rankles in her breast,
Fallen fast asleep.
She sleeps below,
She wakes and laughs above;
To-day, as she walked, let us walk in love:
To-morrow follow so.
She wakes and laughs above;
To-day, as she walked, let us walk in love:
To-morrow follow so.