Dante Gabriel Rossetti

(12 May 1828 – 9 April 1882 / London / England)

Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems

121. On Refusal Of Aid Between Nations 4/12/2010
122. On The Field Of Waterloo 4/12/2010
123. On The Road 4/12/2010
124. On The Road To Waterloo: 17 October (En Vigilante, 2 Hours) 4/12/2010
125. On The Site Of A Mulberry-Tree; Planted By Wm. Shakspeare; Felled By The Rev. F. Gastrell 4/12/2010
126. On The Two Bridal-Biers 4/12/2010
127. On The Vita Nuova Of Dante 4/12/2010
128. On William Morris 4/12/2010
129. One Of Time’s Riddles 4/12/2010
130. Pandora (For A Picture) 4/12/2010
131. Parody Of “uncle Ned” 4/12/2010
132. Parted Presence 4/12/2010
133. Penumbra 4/12/2010
134. Percy Bysshe Shelley 4/12/2010
135. Place De La Bastille, Paris 4/12/2010
136. Plighted Promise 4/12/2010
137. Possession 4/12/2010
138. Praise And Prayer 4/12/2010
139. Pride Of Youth 3/10/2012
140. Proserpina 4/12/2010
141. Raleigh’s Cell In The Tower 4/12/2010
142. Returning To Brussels 4/12/2010
143. Rose Mary 4/12/2010
144. Sacrament Hymn 4/12/2010
145. Sacred To The Memory Of Algernon R. G. Stanhope 4/12/2010
146. Samuel Taylor Coleridge 4/12/2010
147. Shakespear 4/12/2010
148. Silent Noon 1/3/2003
149. Sir Peter Paul Rubens (Antwerp) 4/12/2010
150. Sister Helen 12/31/2002
151. Smithereens 4/12/2010
152. Song And Music 1/3/2003
153. Sonnet Lxxix: The Monochord 4/12/2010
154. Sonnet Lxxxi: Memorial Thresholds 4/12/2010
155. Sonnet Lxxxii: Hoarded Joy 4/12/2010
156. Sonnet Lxxxiv: Farewell To The Glen 4/12/2010
157. Sonnet Lxxxix: The Trees Of The Garden 4/12/2010
158. Sonnet Xlii: Hope Overtaken 4/12/2010
159. Sonnet Xxxvi: Life-In-Love 4/12/2010
160. Sonnet Xxxvi: Life-In-Love 4/12/2010
Best Poem of Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Autumn Song

Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf
How the heart feels a languid grief
Laid on it for a covering,
And how sleep seems a goodly thing
In Autumn at the fall of the leaf?

And how the swift beat of the brain
Falters because it is in vain,
In Autumn at the fall of the leaf
Knowest thou not? and how the chief
Of joys seems—not to suffer pain?

Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf
How the soul feels like a dried sheaf
Bound up at length for harvesting,
And how death seems a comely thing

Read the full of Autumn Song

Broken Music

The mother will not turn, who thinks she hears
Her nursling's speech first grow articulate;
But breathless with averted eyes elate
She sits, with open lips and open ears,
That it may call her twice. 'Mid doubts and fears
Thus oft my soul has hearkened; till the song,
A central moan for days, at length found tongue,
And the sweet music welled and the sweet tears.

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