Christina Georgina Rossetti

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

Christina Georgina Rossetti Poems

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

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

No, Thank You John

I never said I loved you, John:
Why will you tease me day by day,
And wax a weariness to think upon
With always "do" and "pray"?

You Know I never loved you, John;
No fault of mine made me your toast:
Why will you haunt me with a face as wan
As shows an hour-old ghost?

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