Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907.
By Time Flies. VIII. “Innocent eyes not ours”Christina G. Rossetti (1830–1894)
July 5
I
Are made to look on flowers,
Eyes of small birds and insects small:
Morn after summer morn,
The sweet rose on her thorn
Opens her bosom to them all.
The least and last of things
That soar on quivering wings,
Or crawl among the grass-blades out of sight,
Have just as clear a right
To their appointed portion of delight,
As Queens or Kings.