A Birthday
Christina Rossetti, 1861 |
1 My heart is like a singing bird 2 Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; 3 My heart is like an apple-tree 4 Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit; 5 My heart is like a rainbow shell 6 That paddles in a halcyon sea; 7 My heart is gladder than all these 8 Because my love is come to me. 9 Raise me a dais of silk and down; 10 Hang it with vair and purple dyes; 11 Carve it in doves and pomegranates, 12 And peacocks with a hundred eyes; 13 Work it in gold and silver grapes, 14 In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys; 15 Because the birthday of my life 16 Is come, my love is come to me. |