The First Day

"So Boaz took Ruth and she became his wife."
Ruth 4:13

Ruth and Boaz

(1855)

 Dante Gabriel Rosetti

(1828-1882)

English poet, painter, and illustrator

Brother of Christina Rossetti

I wish I could remember the first day,

First hour, first moment of your meeting me;

If bright or dim the season it might be

Summer or winter for aught I can say.

So unrecorded did it slip away,

So blind was I to see and to foresee

So dull to mark the budding of my tree

That would not blossom yet for many a May.

If only I could recollect it! Such

A day of days!  I let it come and go

As traceless as a thaw of bygone snow.

It seemed to mean so little, meant so much!

If only now I could recall that touch,

First touch of hand in hand-Did one but know!

"The First Day"

Christina Rossetti

(1830-1894)

English romantic poetess