Christina Georgina Rossetti

(5 December 1830 – 29 December 1894 / London)

From Sunset To Star Rise - Poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti

Go from me, summer friends, and tarry not:
I am no summer friend, but wintry cold,
A silly sheep benighted from the fold,
A sluggard with a thorn-choked garden plot.
Take counsel, sever from my lot your lot,
Dwell in your pleasant places, hoard your gold;
Lest you with me should shiver on the wold,
Athirst and hungering on a barren spot.
For I have hedged me with a thorny hedge,
I live alone, I look to die alone:
Yet sometimes, when a wind sighs through the sedge,
Ghosts of my buried years, and friends come back,
My heart goes sighing after swallows flown
On sometime summer's unreturning track.

Comments about From Sunset To Star Rise by Christina Georgina Rossetti

  • Krishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (12/24/2013 9:47:00 AM)

    Born- lots of people to smiling welcome us
    Death - lots to cry and say farewell by our bed
    This merry go round called life and death
    Will always be an enigma at its best.........

    I welcome all ye poets reading this to my page too.....
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  • (12/24/2013 7:07:00 AM)

    .....a nice write filled with sadness... (Report) Reply

  • Dimu Eric Olowoparija (12/25/2012 12:10:00 AM)

    Good poetry and wonderful use of words. (Report) Reply

  • David James (12/24/2012 7:29:00 PM)

    Its very Deep and thought provoking. Finished with aplomb as my heart sighs after swallows flown. (Report) Reply

  • Matt Mooney (12/24/2012 10:10:00 AM)

    A fine poem with a well developed theme.Beutifully structured.10. (Report) Reply

  • Sara Fielder (12/24/2011 8:36:00 AM)

    It seems to me that the most haunting poetry is written when one is feeling completely alone and lonely. (Report) Reply

  • (12/24/2009 3:23:00 PM)

    For I have hedged me with a thorny hedge,
    I live alone, I look to die alone

    i love this!
    so deep yet subtle to the lips and mind,
    thank you x
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  • Ramesh T A (12/24/2009 1:03:00 AM)

    What a grief stricken heart sighing for summer wind to fly as swallow! Though cold as winter outside yet warm as summer inside! Nice sonnet to read! (Report) Reply

  • (12/24/2007 2:09:00 PM)

    i like the high of the low,
    how long do i whant to stay?
    how long do you?
    blind bats flying with friends.
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  • Nicola Burkett (12/24/2006 10:50:00 AM)

    Beautiful......Her preference of winter images her loneliness and fear of dying alone. Both are cold and miserable.
    'I am no summer friend, but wintry cold........I live alone, I look to die alone'
    10 out of 10
    R.I.P Christina
    Nicola x x
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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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