Quote: And all the winds go sighing, for sweet things dying. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: I dream of you to wake; would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on... [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: Be the green grass above me, with showers and dewdrops wet; and if thou wilt, remember, and if thou wilt, forget. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: Obedience is the fruit of faith. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: Hope is like a hairball trembling from its birth... [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: She gave up beauty in her tender youth, gave all her hope and joy and pleasant ways; she covered up her eyes lest they should gaze on vanity, and chose the bitter truth. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: For one man is my world of all the men this wide world holds; O love, my world is you. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: Hope is like a harebell trembling from its birth. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: Better by far you should forget and smile that you should remember and be sad. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: For there is no friend like a sister, in calm or stormy weather, to cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: One by one the flowers close,
Lily and dewy rose
Shutting their tender petals from the moon. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: Somewhere or other there must surely be
The face not seen, the voice not heard,
The heart that not yet--never yet--ah me!
Made answer to my word. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: Before green apples blush,
Before green nuts embrown,
Why, one day in the country
Is worth a month in town. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: It's surely summer. for there's a swallow:
Come one swallow, his mate will follow,
The bird race quicken and wheel and thicken. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: There goes the swallow,--
Could we but follow!
Hasty swallow, stay,
Point us out the way;
Look back swallow, turn back swallow, stop swallow. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: The sunrise wakes the lark to sing,
The moonrise wakes the nightingale.
Come, darkness, moonrise, everything
That is so silent, sweet, and pale:
Come, so ye wake the nightingale. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: O happy skylark springing
Up to the broad, blue sky,
Too fearless in thy winging,
Too gladsome in thy singing,
Thou also soon shalt lie
Where no sweet notes are ringing. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: Hark! that's the nightingale,
Telling the self-same tale
Her song told when this ancient earth was young:
So echoes answered when her song was sung
In the first wooded vale. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: The angel of spring, the mellow-throated nightingale. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: Wood-pigeons cooed there, stock-doves nestled there;
My trees were full on songs and flowers and fruit,
Their branches spread a city to the air. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: In the bleak midwinter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak midwinter,
Long ago. [Christina Rossetti]
Quote: Let but my scarlet head appear
And I am held in scorn;
Yet juice of subtile virtue lies
Within my cup of curious dyes. [Christina Rossetti]