Thursday, April 10, 2014

Dante Gabriel

Dear Valeria,

From this wave-wash'd mound
Unto the furthest flood-brim look with me;
Then reach on with thy thought till it be drown'd.
Miles and miles distant though the last line be,
And though thy soul sail leagues and leagues beyond,—
Still, leagues beyond those leagues, there is more sea.


Dante Gabriel Rossetti

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