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Dante Gabriel Rossetti - On The Site Of A Mulberry-Tre
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THIS tree, here fall`n, no common birth or death
Shared with its kind. The world`s enfranchised son,
Who found the trees of Life and Knowledge one,
Here set it, frailer than his laurel-wreath.
Shall not the wretch whose hand it fell beneath
Rank also singly—the supreme unhung?
Lo! Sheppard, Turpin, pleading with black tongue
This viler thief`s unsuffocated breath!
We`ll search thy glossary, Shakspeare! whence almost,
And whence alone, some name shall be reveal`d
For this deaf drudge, to whom no length of ears
Sufficed to catch the music of the spheres;
Whose soul is carrion now,—too mean to yield
Some Starveling`s ninth allotment of a ghost.
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