97. A Superscription

Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been;

         I am also call'd No-more, Too-late, Farewell;

         Unto thine ear I hold the dead-sea shell

Cast up thy Life's foam-fretted feet between;

Unto thine eyes the glass where that is seen

         Which had Life's form and Love's, but by my spell

         Is now a shaken shadow intolerable,

Of ultimate things unutter'd the frail screen.

Mark me, how still I am! But should there dart

         One moment through thy soul the soft surprise

         Of that wing'd Peace which lulls the breath of sighs,—

Then shalt thou see me smile, and turn apart

Thy visage to mine ambush at thy heart

         Sleepless with cold commemorative eyes.

Dante Gabriel Rossetti

'The House of Life'

Poems by D.G. Rossetti, 1870

gravura de Dante Gabriel Rossetti