Christina Georgina Rossetti

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

Christina Georgina Rossetti Poems

41. The Queen Of Hearts 4/1/2010
42. Introspective 11/27/2015
43. The Poor Ghost 4/1/2010
44. When Fishes Set Umbrellas Up 4/1/2010
45. The Caterpillar 12/15/2014
46. Under The Rose 4/1/2010
47. What Are Heavy? Sea-Sand And Sorrow 4/1/2010
48. The Skylark 4/1/2010
49. Let Me Go 3/9/2015
50. A Testimony 4/1/2010
51. I Have A Poll Parrot 4/1/2010
52. Where Innocent Bright-Eyed Daisies Are 4/1/2010
53. A Ballad Of Boding 12/12/2014
54. I Am A King 4/1/2010
55. Hear What The Mournful Linnets Say 4/1/2010
56. Brownie, Brownie, Let Down Your Milk 4/1/2010
57. I Planted A Hand 4/1/2010
58. Child's Talk In April 4/1/2010
59. If All Were Rain And Never Sun 4/1/2010
60. My Baby Has A Father And A Mother 4/1/2010
61. Bird Or Beast? 4/1/2010
62. Bird Raptures 4/1/2010
63. I Dreamt I Caught A Little Owl 4/1/2010
64. I Caught A Little Ladybird 4/1/2010
65. Hop-O'-My-Thumb And Little Jack Horner 4/1/2010
66. If Hope Grew On A Bush 4/1/2010
67. None Other Lamb 4/1/2010
68. If The Sun Could Tell Us Half 4/1/2010
69. Clever Little Willie Wee 4/1/2010
70. My Baby Has A Mottled Fist 4/1/2010
71. Heartsease In My Garden Bed 4/1/2010
72. By The Waters Of Babylon 4/1/2010
73. A White Hen Sitting 4/1/2010
74. Minnie And Mattie 4/1/2010
75. Lie A-Bed 4/1/2010
76. Bitter For Sweet 4/1/2010
77. Minnie Bakes Oaten Cakes 4/1/2010
78. Lord Jesus, Who Would Think That I Am Thine? 4/1/2010
79. Christian And Jew 4/1/2010
80. I Dug And Dug Amongst The Snow 4/1/2010

Comments about Christina Georgina Rossetti

  • 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!

    *** words will change the world ***

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Best Poem of Christina Georgina Rossetti


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 ...

Read the full of Remember

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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