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John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.

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Dante Gabriel Rossetti. (1828–1882)
    The blessed damozel leaned out
  From the gold bar of Heaven:
Her eyes were deeper than the depth
  Of waters stilled at even;
She had three lilies in her hand,
  And the stars in her hair were seven.
          The blessed Damozel.
    And the souls mounting up to God
  Went by her like thin flames.
          The blessed Damozel.
      If God in his wisdom have brought close
  The day when I must die,
That day by water or fire or air
My feet shall fall in the destined snare
  Wherever my road may lie.
          The King’s Tragedy.
    I have been here before,
  But when or how I can not tell;
I know the grass beyond the door,
  The sweet keen smell,
The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.
          Sudden Light.
    Still we say as we go,—
  “Strange to think by the way
Whatever there is to know,
  That shall we know one day.”
          The Cloud Confines.
    Gather a shell from the strewn beach
  And listen at its lips: 1 they sigh
  The same desire and mystery,
The echo of the whole sea’s speech.
          The Sea-Limits.
    Look in my face: my name is Might-have-been;
  I am also called No-more, Too-late, Farewell.
          Sonnet. A Superscription.
Note 1.
Charles Henry Webb: With a Nantucket Shell, page 793. [back]