It’s a year almost that I have not seen her:Oh, last summer green things were greener,Brambles fewer, the blue sky bluer. It’s surely summer, for there’s a swallow:Come one swallow,…
Posts published in “Christina Rossetti Poems”
My heart is like a singing birdWhose nest is in a water’d shoot;My heart is like an apple-treeWhose boughs are bent with thickset fruit;My heart is like a rainbow shellThat…
“And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.” The earth was green, the sky was blue: I saw and heard one sunny mornA skylark hang between the two, A singing speck…
Woman was made for man’s delight,– Charm, O woman! Be not afraid!His shadow by day, his moon by night, Woman was made. Her strength with weakness is overlaid; Meek compliances veil her might;Him…
A pin has a head, but has no hair;A clock has a face, but no mouth there;Needles have eyes, but they cannot see;A fly has a trunk without lock or…
While we slumber and sleep,The sun leaps up from the deep,–Daylight born at the leap,–Rapid, dominant, free,Athirst to bathe in the uttermost sea. While we linger at play–If the year…
Three sang of love together: one with lips Crimson, with cheeks and ***** in a glow,Flushed to the yellow hair and finger-tips; And one there sang who soft and smooth as snow Bloomed…
A Robin said: The Spring will never come, And I shall never care to build again.A Rosebush said: These frosts are wearisome, My sap will never stir for sun or rain.The half…
This Advent moon shines cold and clear, These Advent nights are long;Our lamps have burned year after year, And still their flame is strong.“Watchman, what of the night?” we cry, Heart-sick with hope…
A is the Alphabet, A at its head; A is an Antelope, agile to run.B is the Baker Boy bringing the bread, Or black Bear and brown Bear, both begging for bun.…
“O ye, all ye that walk in Willowwood.”D.G. Rossetti Two gazed into a pool, he gazed and she, Not hand in hand, yet heart in heart, I think, Pale and reluctant on…
While roses are so red, While lilies are so white,Shall a woman exalt her face Because it gives delight?She’s not so sweet as a rose,;;A lily’s straighter than she,And if she were…
The sunrise wakes the lark to sing, The moonrise wakes the nightingale.Come darkness, moonrise, every thing That is so silent, sweet, and pale: Come, so ye wake the nightingale. Make haste to mount,…
Remember, if I claim too much of you, I claim it of my brother and my friend: Have patience with me till the hidden end,Bitter or sweet, in mercy shut from view.Pay…
“In the grave, whither thou goest.” O weary Champion of the Cross, lie still: Sleep thou at length the all-embracing sleep: Long was thy sowing day, rest now and reap:Thy fast was…
Brown and furryCaterpillar in a hurry,Take your walkTo the shady leaf, or stalk,Or what not,Which may be the chosen spot.No toad spy you,Hovering bird of prey pass by you;Spin and…
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 plainStretches thro’ long unbroken miles away:While thro’…
What is pink? a rose is pinkBy a fountain’s brink.What is red? a poppy’s redIn its barley bed.What is blue? the sky is blueWhere the clouds float thro’.What is white?…
As rivers seek the sea, Much more deep than they,So my soul seeks thee Far away:As running rivers moanOn their course alone So I moan Left alone. As the delicate rose To the sun’s sweet…
Flowers preach to us if we will hear:–The rose saith in the dewy morn,I am most fair;Yet all my loveliness is bornUpon a thorn.The poppy saith amid the corn:Let but…
I was a cottage maidenHardened by sun and airContented with my cottage mates,Not mindful I was fair.Why did a great lord find me out,And praise my flaxen hair?Why did a…
A diamond or a coal? A diamond, if you please:Who cares about a clumsy coal Beneath the summer trees? A diamond or a coal? A coal, sir, if you please:One comes to care…
Hopping frog, hop here and be seen, I’ll not pelt you with stick or stone:Your cap is laced and your coat is green;;;Good bye, we’ll let each other alone. Plodding toad,…
Have you forgotten how one Summer night We wandered forth together with the moon, While warm winds hummed to us a sleepy tune?Have you forgotten how you praised both lightAnd darkness; not…
“Should one of us remember, And one of us forget,I wish I knew what each will do– But who can tell as yet?” “Should one of us remember, And one of us forget,I…