Christina Georgina Rossetti

(5 December 1830 – 29 December 1894 / London)

Poems of Christina Georgina Rossetti

No, Thank You John

I never said I loved you, John:
Why will you tease me day by day,
And wax a weariness to think upon
With always "do" and "pray"?

You Know I never loved you, John;
No fault of mine made me your toast:
Why will you haunt me with a face as wan
As shows an hour-old ghost?

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