A Birthday by Christina Rossetti

A Birthday by 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 daïs 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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