Christina Georgina Rossetti

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

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  • Hannah g (12/5/2018 9:44:00 AM)

    AWESOME poem! ! reminds us that Jesus is the reason we celebrate Christmas. Jesus has always been my guild and that's why i love the poem! ! THANKS Christina!

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  • DSUZB (9/13/2018 8:12:00 PM)

    MY DEAR DEPARTED POET, WOMAN, HOW I WISH WE WOULD HAVE EXISTED AT THE SAME TIME ON EARTH..I KNOW WE WOULD HAVE BEEN GRAND FRIENDS.....MORE PERHAPS. YOUR WORDS TOUCH ME AS THEY ARE SO LIKE MINE. AND NOW I WILL ALWAYS MISS YOU.....BUT THANKFUL ALWAYS THAT YOU LIVED. THANKING YOU ALWAYS .. IN PEACE.

  • Kunti sarthi (8/3/2018 8:45:00 AM)

    Chistina rossetti

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  • Fucckle Bittch Nig (8/2/2018 3:13:00 AM)

    I can't wait to feel her ghost against my shithole

  • FucckleBittchNig (8/2/2018 3:10:00 AM)

    I'm hungry for her fire [3

  • jasper malcolm (7/6/2018 7:45:00 AM)

    I have a large erection over this poet

  • rhys malcom (7/6/2018 7:42:00 AM)

    this poet is my life

  • Poet zeiba (5/17/2018 8:08:00 AM)

    I just love her poetry

  • relan John (5/9/2018 2:15:00 PM)

    stop it make your own then tks

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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