Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
The Prince's Progress (Excerpt)
"Too late for love, too late for joy,Too late, too late!You loitered on the road too long,You trifled at the gate:The enchanted dove upon her..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Poor Ghost
'Oh whence do you come, my dear friend, to me,With your golden hair all fallen below your knee,And your face as white as snowdrops on the lea,And..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Peacock Has A Score Of Eyes
The peacock has a score of eyes,With which he cannot see;The cod-fish has a silent sound,However that may be;No dandelions tell the time,Although..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Peach Tree On The Southern Wall
The peach tree on the southern wallHas basked so long beneath the sun,Her score of peaches great and smallBloom rosy, every one.A peach for brothers..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The One Certainty
Vanity of vanities, the Preacher saith,All things are vanity. The eye and earCannot be filled with what they see and hear.Like early dew, or like the..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Offering Of The New Law, The One Oblation Once Offered
Once I thought to sit so highIn the Palace of the sky;Now, I thank God for His Grace,If I may fill the lowest place.Once I thought to scale so..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Love Of Christ Which Passeth Kowledge
I bore with thee long weary days and nights,Through many pangs of heart, through many tears;I bore with thee, thy hardness, coldness, slights,For..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Lily Has An Air
The lily has an air,And the snowdrop a grace,And the sweetpea a way,And the heartsease a face, -Yet there's nothing like the roseWhen she blows.
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Lily Has A Smooth Stalk
The lily has a smooth stalk,Will never hurt your hand;But the rose upon her briarIs lady of the land.There's sweetness in an apple tree,And profit in..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Horses Of The Sea
The horses of the seaRear a foaming crest,But the horses of the landServe us the best.The horses of the landMunch corn and clover,While the foaming..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Ghost’s Petition
'There's a footstep coming: look out and see,''The leaves are falling, the wind is calling;No one cometh across the lea.'—'There's a footstep coming;..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The First Spring Day
I wonder if the sap is stirring yet,If wintry birds are dreaming of a mate,If frozen snowdrops feel as yet the sunAnd crocus fires are kindling one..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The First Day
I wish I could remember the first day,First hour, first moment of your meeting me;If bright or dim the season, it might beSummer or winter for aught..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Dog Lies In His Kennel
The dog lies in his kennel,And Puss purrs on the rug,And baby perches on my kneeFor me to love and hug.Pat the dog and stroke the cat,Each in its..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Dear Old Woman In The Lane
The dear old woman in the laneIs sick and sore with pains and aches,We'll go to her this afternoon,And take her tea and eggs and cakes.We'll stop to..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Days Are Clear
The days are clear,Day after day,When April's here,That leads to May,And JuneMust follow soon:Stay, June, stay! -If only we could stop the moonAnd..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Convent Threshold
There's blood between us, love, my love,There's father's blood, there's brother's blood,And blood's a bar I cannot pass.I choose the stairs that..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The City Mouse And The Garden Mouse
The city mouse lives in a house; -The garden mouse lives in a bower,He's friendly with the frogs and toads,And sees the pretty plants in flower.The..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Caterpillar
Brown and furryCaterpillar in a hurry;Take your walkTo the shady leaf or stalk.May no toad spy you,May the little birds pass by you;Spin and die,To..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Bourne
Underneath the growing grass,Underneath the living flowers,Deeper than the sound of showers:There we shall not count the hoursBy the shadows as they..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Hour And The Ghost
BRIDEO love, love, hold me fast,He draws me away from thee;I cannot stem the blast,Nor the cold strong sea:Far away a light shinesBeyond the hills..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Symbols
I watched a rosebud very longBrought on by dew and sun and shower,Waiting to see the perfect flower:Then, when I thought it should be strong,It..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Swift And Sure The Swallow
Swift and sure the swallow,Slow and sure the snail:Slow and sure may miss his way,Swift and sure may fail.
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Sweet Death
The sweetest blossoms die.And so it was that, going day by dayUnto the church to praise and pray,And crossing the green churchyard thoughtfully,I saw..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Summer Is Ended
To think that this meaningless thing was ever a rose,Scentless, colourless, this!Will it ever be thus (who knows?)Thus with our bliss,If we wait till..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti