Dante Gabriel Rossetti (12 May 1828 – 9 April 1882 / London / England)
Rossetti was born, the son of an Italian patriot and political refugee and an English mother, in England. He was raised in an environment of cultural and political activity that, it has been suggested, was of more import to his learning than his formal education. This latter was constituted by a general education at King's College from 1836 to 1841 and, following drawing lessons at a school in central London at the age of fourteen, some time as a student at the Royal Academy from 1845 onwards. Here he studied painting with William Hollman Hunt and John Everett Millais who, in 1848, would set up the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood with Rossetti, Rossetti's younger brother and three other ... more »
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- A Bad Omen
- A Death-Parting
- A Foretaste
- A Half-Way Pause
- A Last Confession
- A Little While
- A Match With The Moon
- A New-Year’s Burden
- A Prayer
- A Sea-Spell
- A Superscription
- A young Fir-Wood
- Address To The Dalziel Brothers
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''A Sonnet is a moment's monument,Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882), British poet. A Sonnet. . . Norton Anthology of Poetry, The. Alexander W. Allison and others, eds. (3d ed., 19...
Memorial from the Soul's eternity
To one dead deathless hour.''
''Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been;Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882), British poet. A Superscription. . . Oxford Book of Nineteenth-Century English Verse, The. John Hayward, ed. (1...
I am also called No-more, Too-late, Farewell;''
''So Spring comes merry towards me here, but earnsDante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882), British poet. Barren Spring. . . Oxford Book of Nineteenth-Century English Verse, The. John Hayward, ed. (1964...
No answering smile from me, whose life is twin'd
With the dead boughs that winter still must bind,''
The rose and poppy are her flowers; for whereDante Gabriel Rossetti (1828-1882), British poet. Body's Beauty. . . Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and Jo...
Is he not found, O Lilith, whom shed scent
And soft-shed kisses and soft sleep shall snare?
Lo! as that youth's eyes burned at thine,...