Christina Georgina Rossetti

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

Christina Georgina Rossetti Poems

121. Heart’s Chill Between 4/1/2010
122. Heartsease In My Garden Bed 4/1/2010
123. Herself A Rose Who Bore The Rose 4/1/2010
124. Holy Innocents 1/3/2003
125. Hope Is Like A Harebell Trembling From Its Birth 4/1/2010
126. Hop-O'-My-Thumb And Little Jack Horner 4/1/2010
127. Hopping Frog, Hop Here And Be Seen 4/1/2010
128. How Many Seconds In A Minute? 4/1/2010
129. Hurt No Living Thing 4/1/2010
130. I Am A King 4/1/2010
131. I Caught A Little Ladybird 4/1/2010
132. I Dreamt I Caught A Little Owl 4/1/2010
133. I Dug And Dug Amongst The Snow 4/1/2010
134. I Have A Little Husband 4/1/2010
135. I Have A Poll Parrot 4/1/2010
136. I Have But One Rose In The World 4/1/2010
137. I Know A Baby, Such A Baby 4/1/2010
138. I Know You Not 4/1/2010
139. I loved you first: but afterwards your love 8/3/2015
140. I Planted A Hand 4/1/2010
141. If 4/1/2010
142. If A Mouse Could Fly 4/1/2010
143. If A Pig Wore A Wig 4/1/2010
144. If All Were Rain And Never Sun 4/1/2010
145. If Hope Grew On A Bush 4/1/2010
146. If I Were A Queen 4/1/2010
147. If Only 4/1/2010
148. If Stars Dropped Out Of Heaven 4/1/2010
149. If The Moon Came From Heaven 4/1/2010
150. If The Sun Could Tell Us Half 4/1/2010
151. In An Artist's Studio 1/3/2003
152. In Progress 1/3/2003
153. In The Bleak Midwinter 4/1/2010
154. In The Meadow - What In The Meadow? 4/1/2010
155. In The Round Tower At Jhansi 4/1/2010
156. In The Willow Shade 1/3/2003
157. Introspective 11/27/2015
158. Is It Well With The Child? 1/4/2003
159. Is The Moon Tired? She Looks So Pale 4/1/2010
160. January Cold Desolate 4/1/2010
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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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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