My heart is like a singing bird
Whose nest is in a water'd shoot;
My heart is like an apple-tree
Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit;
My heart is like a rainbow shell
That paddles in a halcyon sea;
My heart is gladder than all these
Because my love is come to me.
Raise me a dais of silk and down;
Hang it with vair and purple dyes;
Carve it in doves and pomegranates,
And peacocks with a hundred eyes;
Work it in gold and silver grapes,
In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys;
Because the birthday of my life
Is come, my love is come to me.
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very nice
"My heart is like an apple-tree
Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit;"
Love itself is a celebration____ heart is also a sensory organ with a lot of senses not named so far! this poem has a feeling of a special kind in it.
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this poem is fantastic, i have studied it in Emglish Literature. She uses n
this poem is fantastic, i have studied it in Emglish Literature. She uses nature as an analogy to present higher truth. She also wrote Poems in which she expressed the heavenly beatitude as the end of intense worldly sufferings. This is depicted in the “Birthday” -
I like poems of which each stanza ends with the same idea.
"My heart is gladder than all these
Because my love is come to me."
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"Beacause the birthday of my life
Is come, my love is come to me."
the most beautiful lines of this poem i believe to be:
"My heart is like an apple-tree
Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit;
My heart is like a rainbow shell
That paddles in a halcyon sea;"
this is one of the first poems I read of hers, and I love it very much. Christina Rossetti will always be a poet 'of my own heart'.
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luv it!very true
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Lovely images are given when reading this poem
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