Rossetti Archive Textual Transcription
Document Title: Sunset Wings
Author: Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Date of Composition: 1871
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Manuscript Addition: 21
Editorial Description: Numeration in upper right, not by DGR.
- To-night this sunset spreads two golden wings
- Cleaving the western sky;
- Winged too with wind it is, and winnowings
- Of birds; as if the day's last hour in rings
- Of strenuous flight must die.
- Sun-steeped in fire, the homeward pinions sway
- Above the dovecote-tops;
- And clouds of starlings, ere they rest with day,
- Sink, clamorous like mill-water, at wild play,
10 By turns in every copse:
- Each tree heart-deep the wrangling rout receives,—
- Save for the whirr within,
- You could not tell the starlings from the leaves;
- Then one great puff of wings, and the swarm heaves
- Away with all its din.
Manuscript Addition: 22
Editorial Description: Numeration in lower right, not by DGR.
- Even thus Hope's hours, in ever-eddying flight,
- To many a refuge tend;
- With the first light she laughed, & the last light
- Glows round her still; who natheless in the night
20 At length must make an end.
- And now the mustering rooks innumerable
- Together sail and soar,
- While for the day's death, like a tolling knell,
- Unto the heart they
seem to cry, Farewell,
- No more, farewell, no more!
- Is Hope not plumed, as 'twere a fiery dart?
- Therefore, O dying day,
- Even as thou goest must she too depart,
- And Sorrow fold such pinions on the heart,
30 As will not fly away.
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