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Christina Georgina Rossetti - Aloof
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THE irresponsive silence of the land, 
   The irresponsive sounding of the sea, 
   Speak both one message of one sense to me:— 
Aloof, aloof, we stand aloof, so stand 
Thou too aloof, bound with the flawless band 
   Of inner solitude; we bind not thee; 
   But who from thy self-chain shall set thee free? 
What heart shall touch thy heart? What hand thy hand? 
And I am sometimes proud and sometimes meek, 
   And sometimes I remember days of old 
When fellowship seem`d not so far to seek, 
   And all the world and I seem`d much less cold, 
   And at the rainbow`s foot lay surely gold, 
And hope felt strong, and life itself not weak.
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