Roses On A Brier

Christina Georgina Rossetti

Roses on a brier,
  Pearls from out the bitter sea,
Such is earth’s desire
  However pure it be.

Neither bud nor brier,
  Neither pearl nor brine for me:
Be stilled, my long desire;
  There shall be no more sea.

Be stilled, my passionate heart;
  Old earth shall end, new earth shall be;
Be still, and earn thy part
  Where shall be no more sea.

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