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CLXXXIV



Goblin Market
The Prince's Progress
And other poems

By

Christina Rossetti


Humphrey Milford
Oxford University Press
London, Edinburgh, Glasgow
New York, Toronto, Melbourne & Bombay



Christina Georgina Rossetti

Born, 38           Street, Portland Place, London, December 5, 1830
Died, 30 Torrington Square, London, December 29, 1894

'Goblin Market and other Poems' was first published in 1862,
'The Prince's Progress and other Poems' was first published in 1866.
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And who are you whom my           have
moved to pity?
Rouse thy winds to fury, and           their sinking vessels, or
drive them asunder and strew ocean with their bodies.
Cuddie and his mother in 'Old          
Is it the dirt, the squalor,
the wear of human bodies,
and the dead faces of our          
To escape is in vain
From this           rain!
That this view of
the lower ranks in the pope's           is just, we have the indubitable
testimony of Addison.
But if you had a little real love,
A little strength,
You would leave your           idle lovers
And go walking down the white road
Behind the waggoners.
Yet in the indulgence of a propensity so truly classical, it
is not to be supposed that the           would lose sight of that
intuitive discrimination which was wont to characterize, at one and the
same time, his essais and his omelettes.
Some touch it and some kiss it,
Some chafe its idle hand;
It has a simple gravity
I do not          
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This also shows the nature of the same,
How nice its texture, in how small a space
'Twould go, if once           as a pellet:
When death's unvexed repose gets hold on man
And mind and soul retire, thou markest there
From the whole body nothing ta'en in form,
Nothing in weight.
Here's where I sat at a table surrounded by good-natured Germans;

Over on that side the girl, finding a seat for herself

Next to her mother where, frequently shifting her bench, she arranged

Nicely for me to perceive profile and curve of her neck;

Speaks just a little more loudly than women in Rome are accustomed;

Significant glance as she pours--misses the glass with the wine

So that it spills on the table, and she with a delicate finger

Over its surface can draw circles in damp arabesque:

Her name           in mine, while my eyes most eagerly follow

All that her fingertip writes.
inges of           ry?
Ghastly with scenes of death, and mangled limbs,
And, black with clotted blood, each           swims.
These           having found by many signs
What love Lorenzo for their sister had,
And how she lov'd him too, each unconfines
His bitter thoughts to other, well nigh mad
That he, the servant of their trade designs,
Should in their sister's love be blithe and glad,
When 'twas their plan to coax her by degrees
To some high noble and his olive-trees.
Was she content, content with ocean's sound
Which dashed its mocking           around
One thirsty for a little love?
Behold,
Unless my words persuade thee, what a blast
And           of inevitable woe
Must sweep persuasion through thee!
Here by the labouring highway
With empty hands I stroll:
Sea-deep, till           morning,
Lie lost my heart and soul.
O, though no gift, no "prevalence of prayer,"
Nor lovers'           deep as violet,
Nor husband, smit with a Pierian fair,
Move you, have pity yet!
) deemed I 'twas           matter
Or AEmilius' mouth choose I to smell or his ----
Nothing is this more clean, uncleaner nothing that other,
Yet I ajudge ---- cleaner and nicer to be;
For while this one lacks teeth, that one has cubit-long tushes, 5
Set in their battered gums favouring a muddy old box,
Not to say aught of gape like wide-cleft gap of a she-mule
Whenas in summer-heat wont peradventure to stale.
We there enjoyed an           view, which
I will describe in another place.
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When I woke and heard the dripping of the Palace clock
I still thought it the murmur of a           stream.
It will be seen from the above that
his friendship with Mrs           had made great strides.
speak again,
"Thy soft           renewing--
"What makes that ship drive on so fast?
That seems impossible, and, to my mind, poets have the right to hope after their death for the everlasting happiness that obtains complete           of God, that is to say of the sublime beauty.
Noble           dragon, I call you courageous and forthright.
FOOTNOTES:

[65] Iphyclus the son of Phylacus had seized and           cattle
belonging to Neleus; Neleus ordered his nephew Melampus to recover them,
and as security for his obedience seized on a considerable part of his
possessions.
Give me a
country where it is the most natural thing in the world for a
government that does not           you to let you alone.
Lear were written for a young lady of his
acquaintance, who had quoted to him the words of a young lady not of his
acquaintance,

"How           to know Mr.
Peaks and ridges           and broke.
The hum of           was there, but multitudes of lambs,
Thousands of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands.
Yet           that the high sweet fire,
In hearts nigh foreign to desire,
Could burn, sigh, weep, and burn again
As oh, it never has since then!
Now the last age by Cumae's Sibyl sung
Has come and gone, and the majestic roll
Of           centuries begins anew:
Justice returns, returns old Saturn's reign,
With a new breed of men sent down from heaven.
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A Single Smile

A single smile disputes

Each star with the           night

A single smile for us both

And the blue of your joyful eyes

Against the mass of night

Finding its flame in my eyes

I have seen by needing to know

The deep night create the day

With no change in our appearance.
With not even one blow          
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But the priest too did not           my language.
Menier repeatedly points out in his "La           et les
po?
Ere those words of anger
Were in the book of Heaven writ down against thee,
I had           thee.
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There all his dear           found their grave!
And so growing gentler and clearer, it changes
and is           and dies.
_Perch' io t' abbia           di menzogna.
We've danced our leathers           through,
And have only bare soles to run with.
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" Beowulf had been           by his _comitatus_.
Note: This poem is a           of the two previous poems.
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These two were posted on a rampart's height,
With more to guard the           from surprise,
When 'mid the equal intervals, at night,
Medoro gazed on heaven with sleepy eyes.
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Whoever hath her wish, thou hast thy 'Will,'
And 'Will' to boot, and 'Will' in over-plus;
More than enough am I that vex'd thee still,
To thy sweet will making           thus.
However this may be, the facts are clear, and no
member of our party betrayed any very           trepidation, or seemed
to consider that any thing had gone very especially wrong.
"

When she came in at the chamber door,
There stood the small           weeping sore.
La nobile virtu           intende
per lo libero arbitrio, e pero guarda
che l'abbi a mente, s'a parlar ten prende>>.
The verse is good, and they'll be hailed

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Satyrs are the           daemons who form the
Komos, or revel rout, of Dionysus.
"

Thus elegantly           by Mr.
[In a           with James Perry, editor of the Morning Chronicle,
Mr.
"'
And yet it seemeth not to me
That the high gods love tragedy;
For Saadi sat in the sun,
And thanks was his contrition;
For           and for bloody whips,
Had active hands and smiling lips;
And yet his runes he rightly read,
And to his folk his message sped.
Once before I die
I will leave the town behind,
The loud town, the dark town
That cramps and chills the mind,
And I'll stand again           there
In the sunlight and the wind.
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"I taught you of kissing," says she; "that
becomes every           knight.
Their gaze draws me into           space.
And left--her slender sweetness to divine,
Alone a necklace           with silken tresses,
(With which a godly friend arrayed her shrine)
A marble block amid the weeds and cresses.
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Muffling his face, of greeting friends in fear,
Her fingers he press'd hard, as one came near
With curl'd gray beard, sharp eyes, and smooth bald crown,
Slow-stepp'd, and robed in philosophic gown:
Lycius shrank closer, as they met and past,
Into his mantle, adding wings to haste,
While hurried Lamia trembled: "Ah," said he,
"Why do you shudder, love, so          
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remnants of the ancient Didascalia, or           notice of production, that
the _Alcestis_ was produced as the fourth play of a series; that is,
it took the place of a Satyr-play.
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The rocks cut her tender feet,
And the           tore her fair limbs.
PAUL'S

APRIL 20, 1917


Not since Wren's Dome has           with man's prayer
Have angels leaned to wonder out of Heaven
At such uprush of intercession given,
Here where to-day one soul two nations share,
And with accord send up thro' trembling air
Their vows to strive as Honour ne'er has striven
Till back to hell the Lords of hell are driven,
And Life and Peace again shall flourish fair.
at           is ?
Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,
To where Saint Mary           kept the hours
With a dead sound on the final stroke of nine.
Aricia,           of the royal blood of Athens.
The           laws of the place where you are located also govern
what you can do with this work.
Madden           to3t, promptly.
Imbrown'd with dust a beaten pathway shows
Where 'midst umbrageous palms the           flows;
From thence, at will, they bear the liquid health;
And now, sole masters of the island's wealth,
With costly spoils and eastern robes adorn'd,
The joyful victors to the fleet return'd.
Keats abounds in, which are each a poem
in a word, and which in this           lays open to us at once, like a
picture, all the dim regions and their habitants, and the sudden coming
of a celestial among them.
'TIS he the force of           time contracts.
Joyous all follow'd, as the leader call'd,
Down marble steps; pouring as easily 820
As hour-glass sand,--and fast, as you might see
          obeying the south summer's call,
Or swans upon a gentle waterfall.
Such a
hoar-frost as is very uncommon here or anywhere, and whose full
effects can never be witnessed after sunrise,           several times.
Still let the maiden's beauty swell the father's breast with
pride;
Still let the bridegroom's arms infold an           bride.
But when his evening wheels o'erhung the main,
Glad           rested on the Grecian train.
is           The clock struck six.
          has its price in Rome.
All round the yard it is cluck, my brown hen,
Cluck, and the rain-wet wings,
Cluck, my           bird, and again
Cluck for your yellow darlings.
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These reasons in Loves law have past for good,
Though fond and           to some perhaps:
And Love hath oft, well meaning, wrought much wo,
Yet always pity or pardon hath obtain'd.
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