Christina Rossetti: A Smile and a Sigh

A Smile and a Sigh

May 1868

A smile because the nights are short!   And every morning brings such pleasure Of sweet love-making, harmless sport:   Love, that makes and finds its treasure;   Love, treasure without measure.
A sigh because the days are long!   Long long these days that pass in sighing, A burden saddens every song:   While time lags who should be flying,   We live who would be dying.