The downhill path is easy, but there's no turning back… — Christina Rossetti Downhill Copy Share Image
“Fallen from sonship, beggared of grace, Grant me. Father, a servant’s place. ” — Christina Rossetti Father Copy Share Image
Consider The lilies of the field whose bloom is brief:-- We are as they; Like them we fade away As doth a… — Christina Rossetti Bloom Copy Share Image
The lilies say: Behold how we Preach without words of purity. — Christina Rossetti Lilies Copy Share Image
Spring bursts today, For love is risen and all the earth's at play. — Christina Rossetti Earth Copy Share Image
Hurt no living thing: Ladybird, nor butterfly, Nor moth with dusty wing. — Christina Rossetti Animal Copy Share Image
As a tree my sin stands To darken all lands; Death is the fruit it bore. — Christina Rossetti Bores Copy Share Image
“Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I: But when the trees bow down their head, The wind is passing by.” — Christina Rossetti Passing Copy Share Image
I might show facts as plain as day: but, since your eyes are blind, you'd say, 'Where? What?' and turn away. — Christina Rossetti Blind 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
It is not the deed we do Though the deed be never so fair, But the love that the dear Lord looketh… — Christina Rossetti Care Copy Share Image
O passing angel, speed me with a song, a melody of heaven to reach my heart and rouse me to the race… — Christina Rossetti Angel Copy Share Image
The violets whisper from the shade Which their own leaves have made: Men scent our fragrance on the air, Yet take no… — Christina Rossetti Air Copy Share Image
Spring's an expansive time: yet I don't trust March with its peck of dust, Nor April with its rainbow-crowned brief showers, Nor… — Christina Rossetti April Copy Share Image
“For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget… — Christina Rossetti Darkness Copy Share Image
To her whose heart is my heart's quiet home, To my first Love, my Mother, on whose knee I learnt love-lore that… — Christina Rossetti First love Copy Share Image
Come to me in the silence of the night, Come to me in the speaking silence of a dream. Come with soft… — Christina Rossetti Cheeks Copy Share Image
“Give me the lowest place: not that I dare Ask for that lowest place, but Thou hast died That I might live… — Christina Rossetti God 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
My life is like a faded leaf, My harvest dwindled to a husk: Truly my life is void and brief And tedious… — Christina Rossetti Barren Copy Share Image
“For I have hedged me with a thorny hedge, I live alone, I look to die alone: Yet sometimes, when a wind… — Christina Rossetti Friendship Copy Share Image
“Evening by evening Among the Brookside rushes, Laura bow'd her head to hear, Lizzie veil'd her blushes: Crouching close together In the… — Christina Rossetti Christina-rossetti Copy Share Image
Love loves for ever, And finds a sort of joy in pain, And gives with nought to take again, And loves too… — Christina Rossetti And love Copy Share Image
She cried, "Laura," up the garden, "Did you miss me? Come and kiss me. Never mind my bruises, Hug me, kiss me,… — Christina Rossetti Bruises Copy Share Image
Hope is like a harebell, trembling from its birth,Love is like a rose, the joy of all the earth,Faith is like a… — Christina Rossetti Birth 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
“O where are you going with your love-locks flowing On the west wind bellowing along this valley track?” “The downhill path is… — Christina Rossetti Downhill Copy Share Image
Gone were but the Winter, Come were but the Spring, I would go to a covert Where the birds sing; Where in… — Christina Rossetti Air 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
“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
“ A Pause of Thought I looked for that which is not, nor can be, And hope deferred made my heart sick… — Christina Rossetti Day by day Copy Share Image
“BRIDE SONG Too late for love, too late for joy, Too late, too late! You loitered on the road too long, You… — Christina Rossetti Five years Copy Share Image
Trust me, I have not earned your dear rebuke, I love, as you would have me, God the most; Would lose not… — Christina Rossetti Casts Copy Share Image
