Christina Georgina Rossetti

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

Christina Georgina Rossetti Poems

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