Christina Georgina Rossetti

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

Christina Georgina Rossetti Poems

1. On the Wing 5/20/2015
2. Venus's Looking-Glass 4/1/2010
3. A Chilly Night 2/20/2016
4. The Offering Of The New Law, The One Oblation Once Offered 4/1/2010
5. What Will You Give Me For My Pound? 4/1/2010
6. Under The Ivy Bush 4/1/2010
7. Vanity Of Vanities 6/27/2015
8. There Is One That Has A Head Without An Eye 4/1/2010
9. There's Snow On The Fields 4/1/2010
10. The Peach Tree On The Southern Wall 4/1/2010
11. Wee Wee Husband 4/1/2010
12. What Does The Donkey Bray About? 4/1/2010
13. Weary In Well-Doing 4/1/2010
14. Three Plum Buns 4/1/2010
15. When A Mounting Skylark Sings 4/1/2010
16. Clouds 4/6/2015
17. Twilight Calm 4/1/2010
18. The World 4/1/2010
19. There Is But One May In The Year, 4/1/2010
20. The Love Of Christ Which Passeth Kowledge 4/1/2010
21. The Lily Has An Air 4/1/2010
22. Three Little Children 4/1/2010
23. The Caterpillar 12/15/2014
24. I loved you first: but afterwards your love 8/3/2015
25. The One Certainty 4/1/2010
26. Three Seasons 4/1/2010
27. The Peacock Has A Score Of Eyes 4/1/2010
28. What Do The Stars Do 4/1/2010
29. Christmas Eve 12/14/2015
30. The Summer Nights Are Short 4/1/2010
31. The Wind Has Such A Rainy Sound 4/1/2010
32. The Rose With Such A Bonny Blush 4/1/2010
33. The Rose That Blushes Rosy Red 4/1/2010
34. They Desire A Better Country 4/1/2010
35. A Ballad Of Boding 12/12/2014
36. What Does The Bee Do? 4/1/2010
37. When The Cows Come Home The Milk Is Coming 4/1/2010
38. The Lily Has A Smooth Stalk 4/1/2010
39. Twist Me A Crown Of Wind-Flowers 4/1/2010
40. On The Death Of A Cat 1/7/2015
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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Sappho

I sigh at day-dawn, and I sigh
When the dull day is passing by.
I sigh at evening, and again
I sigh when night brings sleep to men.
Oh! it were far better to die
Than thus forever mourn and sigh,
And in death's dreamless sleep to be
Unconscious that none weep for me;
Eased from my weight of heaviness,

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