Christina Georgina Rossetti

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

Christina Georgina Rossetti Poems

1. A Testimony 4/1/2010
2. Brownie, Brownie, Let Down Your Milk 4/1/2010
3. Hear What The Mournful Linnets Say 4/1/2010
4. I Have A Poll Parrot 4/1/2010
5. Clouds 4/6/2015
6. On the Wing 5/20/2015
7. Vanity Of Vanities 6/27/2015
8. I loved you first: but afterwards your love 8/3/2015
9. Introspective 11/27/2015
10. Christmas Eve 12/14/2015
11. A Chilly Night 2/20/2016
12. Hop-O'-My-Thumb And Little Jack Horner 4/1/2010
13. I Planted A Hand 4/1/2010
14. If The Sun Could Tell Us Half 4/1/2010
15. Heartsease In My Garden Bed 4/1/2010
16. I Am A King 4/1/2010
17. Old And New Year Ditties 4/1/2010
18. Child's Talk In April 4/1/2010
19. Clever Little Willie Wee 4/1/2010
20. Currants On A Bush 4/1/2010
21. Bird Or Beast? 4/1/2010
22. Bitter For Sweet 4/1/2010
23. Bird Raptures 4/1/2010
24. A Pocket Handkerchief To Hem 4/1/2010
25. In The Meadow - What In The Meadow? 4/1/2010
26. If Hope Grew On A Bush 4/1/2010
27. Margaret Has A Milking-Pail 4/1/2010
28. Maiden May 4/1/2010
29. Lie A-Bed 4/1/2010
30. Minnie Bakes Oaten Cakes 4/1/2010
31. I Dreamt I Caught A Little Owl 4/1/2010
32. The Rose With Such A Bonny Blush 4/1/2010
33. A Toadstool Comes Up In A Night 4/1/2010
34. Advent 4/1/2010
35. An October Garden 4/1/2010
36. Conference Between Christ, The Saints, And The Soul 4/1/2010
37. Venus's Looking-Glass 4/1/2010
38. A Year’s Windfalls 4/1/2010
39. The Dear Old Woman In The Lane 4/1/2010
40. The Offering Of The New Law, The One Oblation Once Offered 4/1/2010
Best Poem of Christina Georgina Rossetti

Remember

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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