“Passing away, saith my God, passing away: Winter passeth after the long delay: New grapes on the vine, new figs on the tender spray.”
Christina Rossetti, 1862 · English poet of the Victorian age
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“Passing away, saith my God, passing away: Winter passeth after the long delay: New grapes on the vine, new figs on the tender spray.”