
A woman speaks of cups for hope and love, first in springtime and then with a soft voice, a blush, and a smile. The cup for memory must be drained alone as autumn winds moan across a barren sea; the closing stanza assigns hope, love, and memory to morning, day, and evening.
By Christina Georgina Rossetti · Genre: Lyric Poetry, Seasonal Poetry · 152 words
"A cup for hope! " she said, / In springtime ere the bloom was old: / The crimson wine was poor and cold / By her mouth's richer red.
"A cup for love! " how low, / How soft the words; and all the while / Her blush was rippling with a smile / Like summer after snow.
"A cup for memory! " / Cold cup that one must drain alone: / While autumn winds are up and moan / Across the barren sea.
Hope, memory, love: / Hope for fair morn, and love for day, / And memory for the evening gray / And solitary dove.
hope · love · memory · seasons · solitude · wine
Three Seasons is listed on Textopian as a poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti, dated Date unknown.
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