Christina Georgina Rossetti

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

Christina Georgina Rossetti Poems

241. A Hope Carol 4/1/2010
242. Color 4/1/2010
243. A Chill 4/1/2010
244. Beauty Is Vain 4/1/2010
245. A City Plum Is Not A Plum 4/1/2010
246. An Echo From Willowood 4/1/2010
247. Boats Sail On The Rivers 4/1/2010
248. The Prince's Progress (Excerpt) 1/1/2004
249. The Three Enemies 12/31/2002
250. After Death 4/1/2010
251. Sonnets Are Full Of Love 4/1/2010
252. A Pause Of Thought 4/1/2010
253. A Linnet In A Gilded Cage 4/1/2010
254. A House Of Cards 4/1/2010
255. Goodbye In Fear, Goodbye In Sorrow, 4/1/2010
256. Twice 1/3/2003
257. Marvel Of Marvels 1/4/2003
258. A Royal Princess 4/1/2010
259. From “later Life” 1/1/2004
260. A Diamond Or A Coal? 4/1/2010
261. A Frisky Lamb 4/1/2010
262. May 1/3/2003
263. A Pin Has A Head, But Has No Hair 4/1/2010
264. In Progress 1/3/2003
265. From The Antique 1/3/2003
266. Fluttered Wings 1/1/2004
267. An Emerald Is As Green As Grass 4/1/2010
268. Aloof 1/4/2003
269. Holy Innocents 1/3/2003
270. A Christmas Carol 4/1/2010
271. At Home 12/31/2002
272. Later Life 1/3/2003
273. Is It Well With The Child? 1/4/2003
274. A Green Cornfield 4/1/2010
275. Monna Innominata: A Sonnet Of Sonnets 1/3/2003
276. Passing Away, Saith The World 1/3/2003
277. Rest 1/4/2003
278. In An Artist's Studio 1/3/2003
279. In The Bleak Midwinter 4/1/2010
280. A Dream 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!
    Athena

    *** words will change the world ***

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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 ...

Read the full of Remember

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,

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