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
“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
“Lizzie, Lizzie, have you tasted For my sake the fruit forbidden? Must your light like mine be hidden, Your young life like… — Christina Rossetti Young life 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
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 Bud 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
“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
For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch… — Christina Rossetti Friendship 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
I wonder if the sap is stirring yet, If wintry birds are dreaming of a mate, If frozen snowdrops feel as yet… — Christina Rossetti Bird Copy Share Image
“ When I Am Dead, My Dearest When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no… — Christina Rossetti Death Copy Share Image
Because the birthday of my life Is come, my love is come to me. — Christina Rossetti Birthday 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
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
Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart; My silent heart, lie still and break: Life, and the world, and mine own self,… — Christina Rossetti Break Copy Share Image
Oh roses for the flush of youth, And laurel for the perfect prime; But pluck an ivy branch for me Grown old… — Christina Rossetti Branches 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
Oh that it were with me As with the flower; Blooming on its own tree For butterfly and bee Its summer morns:… — Christina Rossetti Bees Copy Share Image
