Christina Rossetti
Christina Rossetti
Christina Georgina Rossettiwas an English poet who wrote a variety of romantic, devotional, and children's poems. She is famous for writing Goblin Market and Remember, and the words of the Christmas carol In the Bleak Midwinter...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth5 December 1830
eyes facts might plain since turn
I might show facts as plain as day: but, since your eyes are blind, you'd say, ''Where? What?'' and turn away.
dream memories eye
Come to me in the silence of the night, Come to me in the speaking silence of a dream. Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright as sunlight on a stream. Come back in tears, O memory, hope, love of finished years.
beauty eye vanity
She gave up beauty in her tender youth, gave all her hope and joy and pleasant ways; she covered up her eyes lest they should gaze on vanity, and chose the bitter truth.
nature stars eye
Where innocent bright-eyes daisies are With blades of grass between, Each daisy stands up like a star Out of a sky of green.
eye might facts
I might show facts as plain as day: but, since your eyes are blind, you'd say, 'Where? What?' and turn away.
bring christmas wise
What can I give him,Poor as I am?If I were a shepherd,I would bring a lamb;If I were a wise man,I would do my part;Yet what I can I give himGive my heart.
hope
Hope is like a harebell trembling from its birth.
far forget smile
Better by far you should forget and smile that you should remember and be sad.
wake
I dream of you to wake; would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on.
family sister cheer
For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.
calm cheer fetch friend goes lift stormy strengthen tedious whilst
For there is no friend like a sister, in calm or stormy weather, to cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.
journey wind way
Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end.
song sweet
Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang When life was sweet because you call’d them sweet?
garden cities house
The city mouse lives in a house, The garden mouse lives in a bower