Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Here you will find the Poem Spheral Change of poet Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Spheral Change

IN this new shade of Death, the show
Passes me still of form and face;
Some bent, some gazing as they go,
Some swiftly, some at a dull pace,
Not one that speaks in any case.
If only one might speak!?the one
Who never waits till I come near;
But always seated all alone
As listening to the sunken air,
Is gone before I come to her.
O dearest! while we lived and died
A living death in every day,
Some hours we still were side by side,
When where I was you too might stay
And rest and need not go away.
O nearest, furthest! Can there be
At length some hard-earned heart-won home,
Where,?exile changed for sanctuary,?
Our lot may fill indeed its sum,
And you may wait and I may come?