Christina Georgina Rossetti

(5 December 1830 – 29 December 1894 / London)

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From Sunset to Star Rise


Go from me, summer friends, and tarry not:
I am no summer friend, but wintry cold,
A silly sheep benighted from the fold,
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  • Noctiluca Scintillans (12/25/2013 1:06:00 AM)

    she seems to deem it necessary, in some point of our life, we gotta be serious with our life and responsibility, after having spending the fun part of life (Report) Reply

  • Noctiluca Scintillans (12/25/2013 1:06:00 AM)

    she seems to deem it necessary, in some point of our life, we gotta be serious with our life and responsibility, after having spending the fun part of life (Report) Reply

  • Krishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (12/24/2013 9:47:00 AM)

    Born- lots of people to smiling welcome us
    Death - lots to cry and say farewell by our bed
    This merry go round called life and death
    Will always be an enigma at its best.........

    I welcome all ye poets reading this to my page too..... (Report) Reply

  • David Crapper (12/24/2012 7:29:00 PM)

    Its very Deep and thought provoking. Finished with aplomb as my heart sighs after swallows flown. (Report) Reply

  • Sangnam Nam (12/24/2012 7:07:00 PM)

    Christina Rossetti was a sister of Gabriel Rossetti an art critic and poet... (Report) Reply

  • Sara Fielder (12/24/2011 8:36:00 AM)

    It seems to me that the most haunting poetry is written when one is feeling completely alone and lonely. (Report) Reply

  • Amy Rhian Oleary (12/24/2009 3:23:00 PM)

    For I have hedged me with a thorny hedge,
    I live alone, I look to die alone

    i love this!
    so deep yet subtle to the lips and mind,
    thank you x (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (12/24/2009 1:03:00 AM)

    What a grief stricken heart sighing for summer wind to fly as swallow! Though cold as winter outside yet warm as summer inside! Nice sonnet to read! (Report) Reply

  • Csdb Kind (12/24/2007 2:09:00 PM)

    i like the high of the low,
    but.
    how long do i whant to stay?
    how long do you?
    blind bats flying with friends. (Report) Reply

  • Nicola burkett (12/24/2006 10:50:00 AM)

    Beautiful......Her preference of winter images her loneliness and fear of dying alone. Both are cold and miserable.
    'I am no summer friend, but wintry cold........I live alone, I look to die alone'
    10 out of 10
    R.I.P Christina
    Respectfully
    Nicola x x (Report) Reply

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