My Sister's Sleep (1848)
For my part, I but hid my face, / And held my breath, and spoke no word: / There was none spoken; but I heard / The silence for a little space. / Our mother bowed herself and wept: / And both my arms fell, and I said, / 'God knows I knew that she was dead.' / And there, all white, my sister slept.
Books from Alibris: Dante Gabriel Rossetti
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