Christina Georgina Rossetti

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

Christina Georgina Rossetti Poems

201. The Days Are Clear 4/1/2010
202. Winter Rain 4/1/2010
203. Baby Lies So Fast Asleep 4/1/2010
204. A Farm Walk 4/1/2010
205. In The Round Tower At Jhansi 4/1/2010
206. Shall I Forget? 4/1/2010
207. Love Me - I Love You 4/1/2010
208. Come Unto Me 4/1/2010
209. The City Mouse And The Garden Mouse 4/1/2010
210. Eve 4/1/2010
211. Consider 4/1/2010
212. A Summer Wish 4/1/2010
213. The Hour And The Ghost 4/1/2010
214. Heart’s Chill Between 4/1/2010
215. If Stars Dropped Out Of Heaven 4/1/2010
216. A Triad 4/1/2010
217. O Lady Moon 4/1/2010
218. Another Spring 4/1/2010
219. Paradise: In A Dream 4/1/2010
220. A Motherless Soft Lambkin 4/1/2010
221. Brown And Furry 4/1/2010
222. A Rose Has Thorns As Well As Honey 4/1/2010
223. A Bird’s-Eye View 4/1/2010
224. Mix A Pancake 4/1/2010
225. One Day 4/1/2010
226. Light Love 4/1/2010
227. Despised And Rejected 4/1/2010
228. A Peal Of Bells 4/1/2010
229. A Dirge 4/1/2010
230. Dead Before Death 4/1/2010
231. Death’s Chill Between 4/1/2010
232. Love Came Down At Christmas 4/1/2010
233. Shut Out 4/1/2010
234. Memory 4/1/2010
235. A Bruised Reed Shall He Not Break 4/1/2010
236. Is The Moon Tired? She Looks So Pale 4/1/2010
237. Repining 4/1/2010
238. Roses Blushing Red And White 4/1/2010
239. Boats Sail On The Rivers 4/1/2010
240. A Pin Has A Head, But Has No Hair 4/1/2010
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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