One flame-winged brought a white-winged harp-player
Even where my lady and I lay all alone;
Saying: -Behold, this minstrel is unknown;
Bid him depart, for I am minstrel here:
Only my strains are to Love's dear ones dear.â?
Then said I: -Through thine hautboy's rapturous tone
Unto my lady still this harp makes moan,
And still she deems the cadence deep and clear.â?
Then said my lady: -Thou art Passion of Love,
And this Love's Worship: both he plights to me.
Thy mastering music walks the sunlit sea:
But where wan water trembles in the grove
And the wan moon is all the light thereof,
This harp still makes my name its voluntary.â?
Sonnet Ix: Passion And Worship
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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