Christina Georgina Rossetti



                   On the Wing


                   Once in a dream (for once I dreamed of you)
                   We stood together in an open field;
                   Above our heads two swift-winged pigeons wheeled,
                   Sporting at ease and courting full in view.
                   When loftier still a broadening darkness flew,
                   Down-swooping, and a ravenous hawk revealed;
                   Too weak to fight, to fond to fly, they yield;
                   So farewell life and love and pleasures new.

                   Then as their plumes fell fluttering to the ground,
                   Their snow-white plumage flecked with crimson drops,
                   I wept, and thought I turned towards you to weep:
                   But you were gone; while rustling hedgerow tops
                   Bent in a wind which bore to me a sound
                   Of far-off piteous bleat of lambs and sheep.


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