William Michael Rossetti
William Michael Rossetti (25 September 1829 – 5 February 1919) was an English writer and critic.
Born in London, he was a son of immigrant Italian scholar Gabriele Rossetti, and the brother of Maria Francesca Rossetti, Dante Gabriel Rossetti and Christina Georgina Rossetti.
He was one of the seven founder members of the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood in 1848, and became the ... more »
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William Michael Rossetti Poems
Mary rose up, as one in sleep might rise, And went to meet her brother's Friend: and they Who tarried with her said: 'she goes to pray
'The jewels of our father, with washed eyes Cordelia leaves you. I know you what you are And, like a sister, am most loth to tell
Her First Season
He gazed her over, from her eyebrows down Even to her feet: he gazed so with the good Undoubting faith of fools, much as who should
Fancies At Leisure - I
I. Noon Rest Following the river's course, We come to where the sedges plant
To The Castle Ramparts
The Castle is erect on the hill's top, To moulder there all day and night: it stands With the long shadow lying at its foot.
Fancies At Leisure - II
I. In Spring The sky is blue here, scarcely with a stain Of grey for clouds: here the young grasses gain
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Mary rose up, as one in sleep might rise,
And went to meet her brother's Friend: and they
Who tarried with her said: 'she goes to pray
And weep where her dead brother's body lies.'
So, with their wringing of hands and with sighs,
They stood before Him in the public way.
'Had'st Thou been with him, Lord, upon that day,
He had not died,' she said, drooping her eyes.
Mary and Martha with bowed faces kept
Holding His garments, one on each side.--'Where
Have ye laid him?' He asked. 'Lord, come and see.'
The sound of grieving voices heavily
And universally was ...