Christina Rossetti
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Christina Rossetti
Christina Georgina Rossettiwas an English poet who wrote a variety of romantic, devotional, and children's poems. She is famous for writing Goblin Market and Remember, and the words of the Christmas carol In the Bleak Midwinter...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth5 December 1830
spring journey track
There is no time like Spring When life's alive in everything, Before new nestlings sing, Before cleft swallows speed their journey back Along the trackless track.
ocean drinking sea
Why does the sea moan evermore? Shut out from heaven it makes its moan, It frets against the boundary shore; All earth's full rivers cannot fill The sea, that drinking thirsteth still.
white lilies
Faith is like a lily, lifted high and white.
glasses all-things
All things that pass Are wisdom's looking-glass.
lilies purity preaching
The lilies say: Behold how we Preach without words of purity.
drinking rivers sea
All earth's full rivers can not fillThe sea that drinking thirsteth still.
christmas world shows
Christmas hath a beauty ... lovelier than the world can show.
birthday love-is pomegranates
Because the birthday of my life Is come, my love is come to me.
time ivy perfect
Oh roses for the flush of youth, And laurel for the perfect prime; But pluck an ivy branch for me Grown old before my time.
spring ocean sea
What are heavy? sea-sand and sorrow. What are brief? today and tomorrow. What are frail? spring blossoms and youth. What are deep? the ocean and truth.
holy-ground earth holy
Tread softly! All the earth is holy ground.
christmas wise heart
What can I give Him, Poor as I am? If I were a shepherd I would bring a lamb. If I were a Wise Man I would do my part. Yet what can I give Him? I give Him my heart.
christmas stars xmas
Love came down at Christmas, Love all lovely, Love Divine; Love was born at Christmas; Star and angels gave the sign.
christmas jesus june
Christmas hath a darkness; Brighter than the blazing noon; Christmas hath a chillness Warmer than the heat of June, Christmas hath a beauty Lovelier than the world can show: For Christmas bringeth Jesus, Brought for us so low