What would I give for a heart of flesh to warm me through,
Instead of this heart of stone ice-cold whatever I do;
Hard and cold and small, of all hearts the worst of all.
What would I give for words, if only words would come;
But now in its misery my spirit has fallen dumb:
O, merry friends, go your way, I have never a word to say.
What would I give for tears, not smiles but scalding tears,
To wash the black mark clean, and to thaw the frost of years,
To wash the stain ingrain and to make me clean again.
What Would I Give?
Christina Rossetti
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Poem topics: never, frost, small, spirit, ice, hard, worst, warm, black, merry, fallen, stone, heart, clean, cold, wash, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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