Christmas hath a beauty ... lovelier than the world can show. — Christina Rossetti Beauty Copy Share Image
The downhill path is easy, but there's no turning back… — Christina Rossetti Downhill 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
“Spring bursts today, For love is risen and all earth's at play.” — Christina Rossetti Love Copy Share Image
“Morning and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: 'Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy” — Christina Rossetti Christina-rossetti Copy Share Image
I have a room whereinto no one enters Save I myself alone: There sits a blessed memory on a throne, There my… — Christina Rossetti Blessed Copy Share Image
Were there no God, we would be in this glorious world with grateful hearts, and no one to thank. — Christina Rossetti Glorious 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
All earth's full rivers can not fillThe sea that drinking thirsteth still. — Christina Rossetti Can not Copy Share Image
What is the beginning? Love. What is the course. Love still. What the goal. The goal is love. — Christina Rossetti Beginning Copy Share Image
Observe this dew-drenched rose of Tyrian gardens A rose today. But you will ask in vain Tomorrow what it is; and yesterday… — Christina Rossetti Asks Copy Share Image
And sometimes I remember days of old When fellowship seemed not so far to seek, And all the world and I seemed… — Christina Rossetti Cold Copy Share Image
“Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave… — Christina Rossetti Remember Copy Share Image
What is green? The grass is green, With small flowers between. What is violet? Clouds are violet In the summer twilight. What… — Christina Rossetti Clouds Copy Share Image
There is no time like Spring When life's alive in everything, Before new nestlings sing, Before cleft swallows speed their journey back… — Christina Rossetti Alive Copy Share Image
Where are the songs I used to know, Where are the notes I used to sing? I have forgotten everything I used… — Christina Rossetti Forgotten Copy Share Image
What are heavy? sea-sand and sorrow. What are brief? today and tomorrow. What are frail? spring blossoms and youth. What are deep?… — Christina Rossetti Deep Copy Share Image
What can I give Him, Poor as I am? If I were a shepherd I would bring a lamb. If I were… — Christina Rossetti Christmas 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 Cypresses 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
“He feeds upon her face by day and night, And she with true kind eyes looks back on him, Fair as the… — Christina Rossetti Christina-rossetti Copy Share Image
The Bourne Underneath the growing grass, Underneath the living flowers, Deeper than the sound of showers: There we shall not count the… — Christina Rossetti Beauty Copy Share Image
“ Remember Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold… — Christina Rossetti Corruption Copy Share Image
My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs… — Christina Rossetti Apple trees Copy Share Image
“Go from me, summer friends, and tarry not: I am no summer friend, but wintry cold, A silly sheep benighted from the… — Christina Rossetti Friendship Copy Share Image
“A Robin said: The Spring will never come, And I shall never care to build again. A Rosebush said: These frosts are… — Christina Rossetti Flower Copy Share Image
“Lizzie, Lizzie, have you tasted For my sake the fruit forbidden? Must your light like mine be hidden, Your young life like… — Christina Rossetti Sister Copy Share Image
“In an Artist’s Studio One face looks out from all his canvases, One selfsame figure sits or walks or leans: We found… — Christina Rossetti Day and night Copy Share Image
The lilies say: Behold how we Preach without words of purity. — Christina Rossetti Lilies 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 He man Copy Share Image
Obedience is the fruit of faith; patience is the early blossom on the tree of faith. — Christina Rossetti Faith Copy Share Image
I lock my door upon myself, And bar them out; but who shall wall Self from myself, most loathed of all? — Christina Rossetti Bars Copy Share Image
For I am bound with fleshly bands, Joy, beauty, lie beyond my scope; I strain my heart, I stretch my hands, And… — Christina Rossetti Band Copy Share Image
