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Christina Georgina Rossetti - Consider
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Consider
The lilies of the field whose bloom is brief:—
     We are as they;
     Like them we fade away,
As doth a leaf.


     Consider
The sparrows of the air of small account:
     Our God doth view
Whether they fall or mount,—
     He guards us too. 


     Consider
The lilies that do neither spin nor toil,
     Yet are most fair:—
     What profits all this care
And all this coil?


     Consider
The birds that have no barn nor harvest-weeks;
     God gives them food:—
Much more our Father seeks
     To do us good. 


Helen Grey
Because one loves you, Helen Grey,
  Is that a reason you should pout,
  And like a March wind veer about,
And frown, and say your shrewish say?
Don`t strain the cord until it snaps,
  Don`t split the sound heart with your wedge,
  Don`t cut your fingers with the edge
Of your keen wit; you may, perhaps.

Because you`re handsome, Helen Grey,
  Is that a reason to be proud? 
  Your eyes are bold, your laugh is loud,
Your steps go mincing on their way;
But so you miss that modest charm
  Which is the surest charm of all:
  Take heed, you yet may trip and fall,
And no man care to stretch his arm.

Stoop from your cold height, Helen Grey,
  Come down, and take a lowlier place;
  Come down, to fill it now with grace;
Come down you must perforce some day: 
For years cannot be kept at bay,
  And fading years will make you old;
  Then in their turn will men seem cold,
When you yourself are nipped and grey.
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