Live all thy sweet life through, <br />Sweet Rose, dew-sprent, <br />Drop down thine evening dew <br />To gather it anew <br />When day is bright: <br />I fancy thou wast meant <br />Chiefly to give delight. <br /> <br /> <br />Sing in the silent sky, <br />Glad soaring bird; <br />Sing out thy notes on high <br />To sunbeam straying by <br />Or passing cloud; <br />Heedless if thou art heard <br />Sing thy full song aloud. <br /> <br /> <br />Oh that it were with me <br />As with the flower; <br />Blooming on its own tree <br />For butterfly and bee <br />Its summer morns: <br />That I might bloom mine hour <br />A rose in spite of thorns. <br /> <br /> <br />Oh that my work were done <br />As birds' that soar <br />Rejoicing in the sun: <br />That when my time is run <br />And daylight too, <br />I so might rest once more <br />Cool with refreshing dew.<br /><br />Christina Georgina Rossetti<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-summer-wish/
