Christina Georgina Rossetti

[Christina Rossetti] (5 December 1830 – 29 December 1894 / London)

Christina Georgina Rossetti Poems

1. The Offering Of The New Law, The One Oblation Once Offered 4/1/2010
2. The Peacock Has A Score Of Eyes 4/1/2010
3. The Summer Nights Are Short 4/1/2010
4. There's Snow On The Fields 4/1/2010
5. The Peach Tree On The Southern Wall 4/1/2010
6. The Wind Has Such A Rainy Sound 4/1/2010
7. The Lily Has A Smooth Stalk 4/1/2010
8. When A Mounting Skylark Sings 4/1/2010
9. The Rose With Such A Bonny Blush 4/1/2010
10. The Rose That Blushes Rosy Red 4/1/2010
11. There Is One That Has A Head Without An Eye 4/1/2010
12. The Love Of Christ Which Passeth Kowledge 4/1/2010
13. Venus's Looking-Glass 4/1/2010
14. The Lily Has An Air 4/1/2010
15. A Ballad Of Boding 12/12/2014
16. Weary In Well-Doing 4/1/2010
17. What Will You Give Me For My Pound? 4/1/2010
18. Clouds 4/6/2015
19. What Does The Donkey Bray About? 4/1/2010
20. They Desire A Better Country 4/1/2010
21. Twilight Calm 4/1/2010
22. The World 4/1/2010
23. Wee Wee Husband 4/1/2010
24. The One Certainty 4/1/2010
25. Under The Ivy Bush 4/1/2010
26. Three Little Children 4/1/2010
27. Twilight Night 4/1/2010
28. What Are Heavy? Sea-Sand And Sorrow 4/1/2010
29. There Is But One May In The Year, 4/1/2010
30. Three Plum Buns 4/1/2010
31. The Caterpillar 12/15/2014
32. When The Cows Come Home The Milk Is Coming 4/1/2010
33. What Do The Stars Do 4/1/2010
34. Three Seasons 4/1/2010
35. When Fishes Set Umbrellas Up 4/1/2010
36. On The Death Of A Cat 1/7/2015
37. What Does The Bee Do? 4/1/2010
38. The Poor Ghost 4/1/2010
39. The Queen Of Hearts 4/1/2010
40. Twist Me A Crown Of Wind-Flowers 4/1/2010
Best Poem of Christina Georgina Rossetti


Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far ...

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Who Has Seen The Wind?

Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you.
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I.
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.

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