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Christina Georgina Rossetti - Venus`s Looking-Glas
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I marked where lovely Venus and her court 
With song and dance and merry laugh went by; 
Weightless, their wingless feet seemed made to fly, 
Bound from the ground and in mid air to sport. 
Left far behind I heard the dolphins snort, 
Tracking their goddess with a wistful eye, 
Around whose head white doves rose, wheeling high 
Or low, and cooed after their tender sort. 
All this I saw in Spring. Through Summer heat 
I saw the lovely Queen of Love no more. 
But when flushed Autumn through the woodlands went 
I spied sweet Venus walk amid the wheat: 
Whom seeing, every harvester gave o`er 
His toil, and laughed and hoped and was content.
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