The Moonstar
Dante Gabriel Rossetti
Lady, I thank thee for thy loveliness, Because my lady is more lovely still. Glorying I gaze, and yield with glad goodwill To thee thy tribute; by whose sweet-spun dress Of delicate life Love labours to assess My Lady’s absolute queendom; saying, ‘Lo! How high this beauty is, which yet doth show But as that beauty’s sovereign votaress.’ Lady, I saw thee with her, side by side; And as, when night’s fair fires their queen surround, An emulous star too near the moon will ride,— Even so thy rays within her luminous bound Were traced no more; and by the light so drown’d, Lady, not thou but she was glorified.
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