What is the beginning? Love. What is the course. Love still. What the goal. The goal is love. — Christina Rossetti Beginning Copy Share Image
Be the green grass above me, with showers and dewdrops wet; and if thou wilt, remember, and if thou wilt, forget. — Christina Rossetti Cypress trees Copy Share Image
For one man is my world of all the men this wide world holds; O love, my world is you. — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
Because the birthday of my life Is come, my love is come to me. — Christina Rossetti Birthday Copy Share Image
“I'll love him til he loves me best Me best of all, Maude Clare” — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
All earth's full rivers can not fillThe sea that drinking thirsteth still. — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
O Lord, I cannot plead my love of Thee: I plead Thy love of me: - the shallow conduit hails the unfathomed… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
Love came down at Christmas, Love all lovely, Love Divine; Love was born at Christmas; Star and angels gave the sign. — Christina Rossetti Angel Copy Share Image
Why one day in the country Is worth a month in town; Is worth a day and a year Of the dusty,… — Christina Rossetti Country Copy Share Image
We must not look at goblin men, We must not buy their fruits: Who knows upon what soil they fed Their hungry… — Christina Rossetti Feds Copy Share Image
To me it seems our duty towards the Bible is to obey its teaching in faith. I do not think we are… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
“Flint An emerald is as green as grass, A ruby red as blood; A sapphire shines as blue as heaven; A flint… — Christina Rossetti Beauty Copy Share Image
I watched a rose-bud very long Brought on by dew and sun and shower, Waiting to see the perfect flower: Then when… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
“Promise me no promises, So will I not promise you: Keep we both our liberties, Never false and never true: Let us… — Christina Rossetti Freedom Copy Share Image
Open wide the windows of our spirits and fill us full of light; open wide the door of our hearts, that we… — Christina Rossetti Adoration Copy Share Image
Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart; My silent heart, lie still and break: Life, and the world, and mine own self,… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
“Then a hundred sad voices lifted a wail, And a hundred glad voices piped on the gale: 'Time is short, life is… — Christina Rossetti Life Copy Share Image
January cold and desolate; February dripping wet; March wind ranges; April changes; Birds sing in tune To flowers of May, And sunny… — Christina Rossetti April Copy Share Image
When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
“Somewhere or other there must surely be The face not seen, the voice not heard, The heart that not yet - never… — Christina Rossetti Land and sea Copy Share Image
I wish I could remember the first day, First hour, first moment of your meeting me; If bright or dim the season… — Christina Rossetti Blind Copy Share Image
Better by far you should forget and smile that you should remember and be sad. — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
“Morning and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: 'Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy” — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
“I charge you at the Judgement make it plain, My love of you was life and not a breath.” — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
“For all night long I dreamed of you: I woke and prayed against my will, Then slept to dream of you again.” — Christina Rossetti Dream Copy Share Image
Were there no God, we would be in this glorious world with grateful hearts, and no one to thank. — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
I dream of you to wake; would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on. — Christina Rossetti Dream Copy Share Image
“A nameless girl in freshest summer greens, A saint, an angel;” — Christina Rossetti Angel Copy Share Image
“Spring bursts today, For love is risen and all earth's at play.” — Christina Rossetti Flower Copy Share Image
Christmas hath a beauty ... lovelier than the world can show. — Christina Rossetti Beauty Copy Share Image
For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather. — Christina Rossetti Baby sister Copy Share Image
Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live My very life again though cold in death; Come back to me… — Christina Rossetti Cold Copy Share Image
