Quote #23
Gather a shell from the strewn beach And listen at its lips: they sigh The same desire and mystery, The echo of the whole sea's speech.
More from Dante Gabriel Rossetti
- Still we say as we go,- 'Strange to think by the way Whatever there is to know, That shall we know one day.'
- Was it a friend or foe that spread these lies? Nay, who but infants question in such wise, 'T was one of my most intimate enemies.
- 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 …
- If the light is It is because God said 'Let there be light.'
- Nay, come up hither. From this wave-wash'd mound Unto the furthest flood-brim look with me; Then reach on with thy thought till it be drown…
- Thou fill'st from the winged chalice of the soul Thy lamp, O Memory, fire-winged to its goal.
- Think thou and act; to-morrow thou shalt die Outstretch'd in the sun's warmth upon the shore, Thou say'st: 'Man's measur'd path is all gone…
- Now while we speak, the sun speeds forth: can I Or thou assure him of his goal? God's breath Even at this moment haply quickeneth The air t…