August MacGregor

Celebrating Sensuality. Intended for mature audiences, 18 and over

“A Birthday” by Christina Rossetti

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peacock, by Richard Clark (Digimist) (Flickr, Creative Commons)

Richard Clark (Digimist) (Flickr, Creative Commons)

A Birthday

Christina Rossetti

My heart is like a singing bird
      Whose nest is in a water’d shoot;
My heart is like an apple-tree
      Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit;
My heart is like a rainbow shell
      That paddles in a halcyon sea;
My heart is gladder than all these
      Because my love is come to me.

Raise me a dais of silk and down;
      Hang it with vair and purple dyes;
Carve it in doves and pomegranates,
      And peacocks with a hundred eyes;
Work it in gold and silver grapes,
      In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys;
Because the birthday of my life
      Is come, my love is come to me.

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From Christina Rossetti’s collection, Goblin Market and Other Poems (1862). Source of poem: About.com. The photo above is used under the non-commercial Creative Commons license. Click on image to jump to photographer’s Flickr page.

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Author: augustmacgregor

I'm a writer of erotica and romantic fiction.

4 thoughts on ““A Birthday” by Christina Rossetti

  1. Beautiful. Is it your birthday my dear?

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