Sometimes thou seem'st not as thyself alone, But as the meaning of all things that are. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
I do not see them here; but after death God knows I know the faces I shall see, Each one a murdered self, with low last breath. 'I am thyself,what hast thou done to me?' 'And Iand Ithyself,' (lo! each… — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
Tell me now in what hidden way isLady Flora the lovely Roman?Where's Hipparchia, and where is Thais,Neither of them the fairer woman?Where is Echo,… — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
I have been here before, But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The… — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
Love, which is quickly kindled in the gentle heart, seized this man for the fair form that was taken from me, the manner still… — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
It is beautiful, the world, and life itself. I am glad I have lived. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
“Her enchanted hair was the first gold, and still she sits, young while the earth is old.” — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
Was it a friend or foe that spread these lies; Nay, who but infants question in such wise, twas one of my most intimate… — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
And Love, our light at night and shade at noon,Lulls us to rest with songs, and turns awayAll shafts of shelterless tumultuous day. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti Copy Share Image
