PortraitsChristina RossettiAn easy lazy length of limb,

Dark eyes and features from the south,
A short-legged meditative pipe

Set in a supercilious mouth:
Ink and a pen and papers laid

Down on a table for the night,
Beside a semi-dozing man

Who wakes to go to bed by light.
A pair of brothers brotherly,

Unlike and yet how much the same
In heart and high-toned intellect,

In face and bearing, hope and aim:
Friends of the selfsame treasured friends

And of one home the dear delight,
Beloved of many a loving heart

And cherished both in mine, good night.