As when desire, long darkling, dawns, and first <br />The mother looks upon the newborn child, <br />Even so my Lady stood at gaze and smiled <br />When her soul knew at length the Love it nurs'd. <br />Born with her life, creature of poignant thirst <br />And exquisite hunger, at her heart Love lay <br />Quickening in darkness, till a voice that day <br />Cried on him, and the bonds of birth were burst. <br />Now, shadowed by his wings, our faces yearn <br />Together, as his full-grown feet now range <br />The grove, and his warm hands our couch prepare: <br />Till to his song our bodiless souls in turn <br />Be born his children, when Death's nuptial change <br />Leaves us for light the halo of his hair.<br /><br />Dante Gabriel Rossetti<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-ii-bridal-birth/
