Poems (Rossetti, 1901)/Till To-morrow
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TILL TO-MORROW.
LONG have I longed, till I am tired Of longing and desire; Farewell my points in vain desired, My dying fire; Farewell all things that die and fail and tire.
Springtide and youth and useless pleasure And all my useless scheming, My hopes of unattainable treasure, Dreams not worth dreaming, Glow-worms that gleam but yield no warmth in gleaming,
Farewell all shows that fade in showing: My wish and joy stand overUntil to-morrow Heaven is glowing Through cloudy cover,Beyond all clouds loves me my Heavenly Lover.