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Christina Georgina Rossetti - De Profundis
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Oh why is heaven built so far, 
Oh why is earth set so remote? 
I cannot reach the nearest star 
That hangs afloat. 


I would not care to reach the moon, 
One round monotonous of change; 
Yet even she repeats her tune 
Beyond my range. 


I never watch the scattered fire 
Of stars, or sun`s far-trailing train, 
But all my heart is one desire, 
And all in vain: 


For I am bound with fleshly bands, 
Joy, beauty, lie beyond my scope; 
I strain my heart, I stretch my hands, 
And catch at hope.
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