Transport for LondonPoem for the day
A Birthday
My heart is like a sining bird
Whose nest is in a watered shoot;
My heart is like a rainbow shell
That paddles in the halcyon sea;
My heart is gladder than all these
Because my love is come to me.
Raise me a dias of silk and down;
Hang it with vair and purple dyes;
Carve it in doves and pomegranates,
And peacocks with a hudred eyes;
Work it in gold and silver grapes,
In leaves and silver fleur-de-lys;
Because the birthday of my life
Is come, my love is come to me.
Whose nest is in a watered shoot;
My heart is like a rainbow shell
That paddles in the halcyon sea;
My heart is gladder than all these
Because my love is come to me.
Raise me a dias of silk and down;
Hang it with vair and purple dyes;
Carve it in doves and pomegranates,
And peacocks with a hudred eyes;
Work it in gold and silver grapes,
In leaves and silver fleur-de-lys;
Because the birthday of my life
Is come, my love is come to me.
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