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Arthur Symons - For A Picture Of Rossetti
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Smoke of battle lifts and lies 
Sullen in her smouldering eyes, 
Where are seen 
Captive bales of merchandise. 

Here are shudderings of spears, 
Webs of ambush, nets of fears, 
Here have been 
Prisons, and a place of tears.
 
In her hair have souls been caught; 
Here are snared the strength of thought. 
Pride of craft, 
Here desire has come to nought. 

Have not her lips kissed again 
Lips that kissed for love`s sake, when 
Her lips laughed 
Like a passing-bell for men? 

This is what Rossetti says 
In the crisis of a face.
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