TO CHRISTINA G.ROSSETTI
Songs light as these may sound,though deep and strong The heart spake through them,scarce should hope to please Ears tuned to strains of loftier thoughts than throng Songs light as these.
Yet grace may set their sometime doubt at ease,Nor need their too rash reverence fear to wrong The shrine it serves at and the hope it sees.
For childlike loves and laughters thence prolong Notes that bid enter,fearless as the breeze,Even to the shrine of holiest-hearted song,Songs light as these.
