Religion
I gave a sweet smell
From Verses (1893)
Religion
Saints are like roses when they flush rarest,
Saints are like lilies when they bloom fairest,
Saints are like violets sweetest of their kind
Bear in mind
This to-day. Then to-morrow:
All like roses rarer than the rarest,
All like lilies fairer than the fairest,
All like violets sweeter than we know.
Be it so.
To-morrow blots out sorrow.
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Codex Note
Verses (1893), section: Some Feasts and Fasts / All Saints: Martyrs.
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MLA
Rossetti, Christina. “I gave a sweet smell.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/rossetti_c/712/.
Chicago
Rossetti, Christina. “I gave a sweet smell.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/rossetti_c/712/.
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