Christina Georgina Rossetti

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

Christina Georgina Rossetti Poems

241. A Hope Carol 4/1/2010
242. A City Plum Is Not A Plum 4/1/2010
243. After Death 4/1/2010
244. A Rose Has Thorns As Well As Honey 4/1/2010
245. Goodbye In Fear, Goodbye In Sorrow, 4/1/2010
246. An Echo From Willowood 4/1/2010
247. The Prince's Progress (Excerpt) 1/1/2004
248. The Three Enemies 12/31/2002
249. A Linnet In A Gilded Cage 4/1/2010
250. A Royal Princess 4/1/2010
251. Sonnets Are Full Of Love 4/1/2010
252. A House Of Cards 4/1/2010
253. Twice 1/3/2003
254. Marvel Of Marvels 1/4/2003
255. In Progress 1/3/2003
256. From The Antique 1/3/2003
257. Color 4/1/2010
258. Boats Sail On The Rivers 4/1/2010
259. A Green Cornfield 4/1/2010
260. From “later Life” 1/1/2004
261. A Pause Of Thought 4/1/2010
262. May 1/3/2003
263. The Thread Of Life 1/3/2003
264. Passing Away, Saith The World 1/3/2003
265. Fluttered Wings 1/1/2004
266. Aloof 1/4/2003
267. Holy Innocents 1/3/2003
268. In An Artist's Studio 1/3/2003
269. A Dream 4/1/2010
270. Later Life 1/3/2003
271. Is It Well With The Child? 1/4/2003
272. In The Willow Shade 1/3/2003
273. Monna Innominata: A Sonnet Of Sonnets 1/3/2003
274. In The Bleak Midwinter 4/1/2010
275. Rest 1/4/2003
276. Before The Paling Of The Stars 1/3/2003
277. A Motherless Soft Lambkin 4/1/2010
278. Maude Clare 3/16/2003
279. What Would I Give 1/3/2003
280. De Profundis 12/31/2002

Comments about Christina Georgina Rossetti

  • Sandra N Sneed Sandra N Sneed (10/15/2017 3:40:00 PM)

    She is an amazing poet and an amazing story teller. Her work is clever and unique.

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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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Cobwebs

It is a land with neither night nor day,
Nor heat nor cold, nor any wind, nor rain,
Nor hills nor valleys; but one even plain
Stretches thro' long unbroken miles away:
While thro' the sluggish air a twilight grey
Broodeth; no moons or seasons wax and wane,
No ebb and flow are there among the main,
No bud-time no leaf-falling there for aye,
No ripple on the sea, no shifting sand,

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