De Profundis
Christina Rossetti
1830 to 1894
Track 1
Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Oh why is heaven built so far,
But all my heart is one desire,
Beyond my range.
I would not care to reach the moon,
That hangs afloat.
I strain my heart, I stretch my hands,
And catch at hope.
I cannot reach the nearest star
One round monotonous of change;
And all in vain:
Joy, beauty, lie beyond my scope;
Yet even she repeats her tune
Of stars, or sun's far-trailing train,
I never watch the scatter'd fire
Oh why is earth set so remote?
For I am bound with fleshly bands,