Christina Rossetti’s “A Birthday” by Chalbert Lyrics

My heart is like a singing bird
         Whose nest is in a watered shoot;
My heart is like an apple-tree
         Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit;
My heart is like a rainbow shell
         That paddles in a halcyon sea;
My heart is gladder than all these
         Because my love is come to me.

Raise me a dais of silk and down;
         Hang it with vair and purple dyes;
Carve it in doves and pomegranates,
         And peacocks with a hundred eyes;
Work it in gold and silver grapes,
         In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys;
Because the birthday of my life
         Is come, my love is come to me.