Christina Georgina Rossetti

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

Christina Georgina Rossetti Poems

281. Maude Clare 3/16/2003
282. What Would I Give 1/3/2003
283. De Profundis 12/31/2002
284. A Frog's Fate 4/1/2010
285. A Christmas Carol 4/1/2010
286. Sappho 1/3/2003
287. An Emerald Is As Green As Grass 4/1/2010
288. Spring Quiet 1/3/2003
289. Who Shall Deliver Me? 1/3/2003
290. Cobwebs 1/3/2003
291. The Convent Threshold 1/3/2003
292. Goblin Market 12/31/2002
293. A Pin Has A Head, But Has No Hair 4/1/2010
294. Mirage 1/3/2003
295. Beneath Thy Cross 1/3/2003
296. Cousin Kate 1/3/2003
297. Winter: My Secret 1/3/2003
298. The First Day 1/3/2003
299. Silent Noon 1/3/2003
300. Up-Hill 1/4/2003
301. No, Thank You John 1/3/2003
302. A Chill 4/1/2010
303. By The Sea 1/3/2003
304. A Baby's Cradle With No Baby In It 4/1/2010
305. Bride Song 1/4/2003
306. Sleeping At Last 1/3/2003
307. An Apple-Gathering 1/3/2003
308. Song 12/31/2002
309. Promises Like Pie-Crust 1/3/2003
310. A Pause 1/3/2003
311. A Study (A Soul) 1/3/2003
312. From Sunset To Star Rise 1/3/2003
313. A Better Ressurection 1/3/2003
314. A Daughter Of Eve 1/3/2003
315. When I Am Dead, My Dearest 1/3/2003
316. Who Has Seen The Wind? 1/3/2003
317. Dream Land 12/31/2002
318. A Birthday 1/3/2003
319. Echo 1/3/2003
320. Remember 12/31/2002

Comments about Christina Georgina Rossetti

  • Khalid (11/12/2017 3:41:00 AM)

    I liked The Wind poem.

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  • Athy C. C. (11/11/2017 1:48:00 AM)

    hello guys? what poems do you suggest from christina rossetti for performing?
    Please give me one that isn't too long and not too short. thanks!

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  • Tristen Worley (3/30/2016 10:32:00 AM)

    Christina Rossetti is a good poet and I love the poem that I have read

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  • Yvette Darling Yvette Darling (9/4/2015 7:03:00 PM)

    I love you poems they enspire me I want to write poets

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  • Ally Mouldenhauer Ally Mouldenhauer (6/4/2015 3:39:00 PM)

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  • Nataly Nevozmoznaya (11/13/2013 8:10:00 AM)

    Do you know the answer to this riddle? Could you write it, please!

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  • Koena Mokoena Koena Mokoena (10/17/2011 2:43:00 AM)

    Good morning! i am one of the people who are interested in your poems, because i just read one of them, by the name of A Baby's Cradle With No Baby In It. I finally obtained my normal body weight, because i obtained a knowledge regarding my body problem. I also write poems in my spare time, hence i would like you to read them, if you find time. Your correspondence will be highly appreciated.

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  • Emily Oldham Emily Oldham (6/21/2009 5:38:00 AM)

    Christina Rossetti is possibly my favourite poet of all time. I haven't read one that I haven't liked yet. She was so talented!
    Athena

    *** words will change the world ***

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Best Poem of Christina Georgina Rossetti

Echo

Come to me in the silence of the night;
Come in the speaking silence of a dream;
Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright
As sunlight on a stream;
Come back in tears,
O memory, hope, love of finished years.

O dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet,
Whose wakening should have been in Paradise,
Where souls brimfull of love abide and meet;
Where thirsting longing eyes
Watch the slow door
That opening, letting in, lets out no more.

Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live
My very life again though cold in death:
Come back to me in ...

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Sappho

I sigh at day-dawn, and I sigh
When the dull day is passing by.
I sigh at evening, and again
I sigh when night brings sleep to men.
Oh! it were far better to die
Than thus forever mourn and sigh,
And in death's dreamless sleep to be
Unconscious that none weep for me;
Eased from my weight of heaviness,