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 thick-set 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.
Christina
G Rossetti
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