Dante Gabriel Rossetti

(12 May 1828 – 9 April 1882 / London / England)

Dante Gabriel Rossetti Poems

81. During Music 4/12/2010
82. Boulogne To Amiens And Paris (3 To 11 P.M.; 3rd Class) 4/12/2010
83. Sonnet Lxv: Known In Vain 4/12/2010
84. On The Field Of Waterloo 4/12/2010
85. One Of Time’s Riddles 4/12/2010
86. On The Two Bridal-Biers 4/12/2010
87. Sonnet Xcvi: Life The Beloved 4/12/2010
88. On Burns 4/12/2010
89. For A Marriage Of St. Catherine By Hans Memmelinck 4/12/2010
90. Height In Depth 4/12/2010
91. William Blake 4/12/2010
92. For “the Wine Of Circle” By Edward Burne Jones 4/12/2010
93. Bambino Fasciato 4/12/2010
94. Plighted Promise 4/12/2010
95. Memory 4/12/2010
96. Winter 4/12/2010
97. To Mary In Summer 4/12/2010
98. On William Morris 4/12/2010
99. Untimely Lost Oliver Madox Brown Born 1855; Died 1874 4/12/2010
100. For An Annunciation, Early German 4/12/2010
101. Fragments 4/12/2010
102. On Refusal Of Aid Between Nations 4/12/2010
103. Sonnet Lxiv: Ardour And Memory 4/12/2010
104. Sonnet Xx: Gracious Moonlight 4/12/2010
105. Words On The Window-Pane 4/12/2010
106. On Christina Rossetti 4/12/2010
107. For Spring By Sandro Botticelli 4/12/2010
108. Shakespear 4/12/2010
109. Sonnet Lxii: The Soul's Sphere 4/12/2010
110. Sonnet Xlii: Hope Overtaken 4/12/2010
111. Sonnet Xxxviii: The Morrow's Message 4/12/2010
112. Verses To John Tupper 4/12/2010
113. Valentine--To Lizzie Siddal 4/12/2010
114. Parted Presence 4/12/2010
115. Possession 4/12/2010
116. Sonnet Xlvi: Parted Love 4/12/2010
117. Barcarola 4/12/2010
118. Barcarola (#2) 4/12/2010
119. Sonnet Xxi: Love Sweetness 4/12/2010
120. Sonnet Xcviii: He And I 4/12/2010
Best Poem of Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Autumn Song

Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf
How the heart feels a languid grief
Laid on it for a covering,
And how sleep seems a goodly thing
In Autumn at the fall of the leaf?

And how the swift beat of the brain
Falters because it is in vain,
In Autumn at the fall of the leaf
Knowest thou not? and how the chief
Of joys seems—not to suffer pain?

Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf
How the soul feels like a dried sheaf
Bound up at length for harvesting,
And how death seems a comely thing
In...

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Broken Music

The mother will not turn, who thinks she hears
Her nursling's speech first grow articulate;
But breathless with averted eyes elate
She sits, with open lips and open ears,
That it may call her twice. 'Mid doubts and fears
Thus oft my soul has hearkened; till the song,
A central moan for days, at length found tongue,
And the sweet music welled and the sweet tears.

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