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J. C. Squire, ed.  A Book of Women’s Verse.  1921.
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By Christina Rossetti (1830–1894)
TEN years ago it seemed impossible
  That she should ever grow so calm as this,
  With self-remembrance in her warmest kiss
And dim dried eyes like an exhausted well.
Slow-speaking when she has some fact to tell,        5
  Silent with long-unbroken silences,
  Centred in self yet not unpleased to please,
Gravely monotonous like a passing bell.
Mindful of drudging daily common things,
  Patient at pastime, patient at her work,        10
    Wearing perhaps but strenuous certainly.
    Sometimes I fancy we may one day see
  Her head shoot forth seven stars from where they lurk,
And her eyes lightnings and her shoulders wings.

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