Echo rossetti bt
echo by christina rossetti read for the library dot org by bellona times come to me in the silence of the night come in the speaking silence of a dream come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright as sunlight on a stream come back in tears o memory hope love of finished years o dream how sweet to sweet to bitter sweet whose wakening should have been in paradise where souls brimful of love abide and meet where thirsting longing eyes watch the slow door that opening letting in lets out no more yet come to me in dreams that i may live my very life again though cold in death come back to me in dreams that i may give pulse for pulse breath for breath speak low lean low as long ago my love how long ago this recording is in the public domain
