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").
What Does The Bee Do?
What does the bee do?Bring home honey.And what does Father do?Bring home money.And what does Mother do?Lay out the money.And what does baby do?Eat up..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
What Do The Stars Do
What do the stars doUp in the sky,Higher than the wind can blow,Or the clouds can fly?Each star in its own gloryCircles, circles still;As it was lit..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
What Are Heavy? Sea-Sand And Sorrow
What are heavy? Sea-sand and sorrow:What are brief? To-day and to-morrow:What are frail? Spring blossoms and youth:What are deep? The ocean and truth.
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Wee Wee Husband
Wee wee husband,Give me some money,I have no comfits,And I have no honey.Wee wee wifie,I have no money,Milk, nor meat, nor bread to eat,Comfits, nor..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Weary In Well-Doing
I would have gone; God bade me stay:I would have worked; God bade me rest.He broke my will from day to day,He read my yearnings unexpressedAnd said..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Venus's Looking-Glass
I marked where lovely Venus and her courtWith song and dance and merry laugh went by;Weightless, their wingless feet seemed made to fly,Bound from..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Vanity Of Vanities
Ah, woe is me for pleasure that is vain,Ah, woe is me for glory that is past:Pleasure that bringeth sorrow at the last,Glory that at the last..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Up-Hill
Does the road wind up-hill all the way?Yes, to the very end.Will the day’s journey take the whole long day?From morn to night, my friend.But is there..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Under The Rose
'The iniquity of the fathers upon the children.'Oh the rose of keenest thorn!One hidden summer mornUnder the rose I was born.I do not guess his..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Under The Ivy Bush
Under the ivy bushOne sits sighing,And under the willow treeOne sits crying: -Under the ivy bushCease from your sighing,But under the willow-treeLie..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Twist Me A Crown Of Wind-Flowers
Twist me a crown of wind-flowers;That I may fly awayTo hear the singers at their song,And players at their play.Put on your crown of wind-flowers:But..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Twilight Night
IWe met, hand to hand,We clasped hands close and fast,As close as oak and ivy stand;But it is past:Come day, come night, day comes at last.We loosed..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Twilight Calm
Oh, pleasant eventide!Clouds on the western sideGrow grey and greyer, hiding the warm sun:The bees and birds, their happy labours done,Seek their..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Twice
I took my heart in my hand(O my love, O my love),I said: Let me fall or stand,Let me live or die,But this once hear me speak-(O my love, O my..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
To My Mother
To-day's your natal day,Sweet flowers I bring;Mother, accept, I pray,My offering.And may you happy live,And long us bless;Receiving as you giveGreat..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Three Seasons
'A cup for hope!' she said,In springtime ere the bloom was old:The crimson wine was poor and coldBy her mouth's richer red.'A cup for love!' how..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Three Plum Buns
Three plum bunsTo eat here at the stileIn the clover meadow,For we have walked a mile.One for you, and one for me,And one left over:Give it to the..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
Three Little Children
Three little childrenOn the wide wide earth,Motherless children -Cared for from their birthBy tender angels.Three little childrenOn the wide wide..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
They Desire A Better Country
II would not if I could undo my past,Tho' for its sake my future is a blank;My past, for which I have myself to thank,For all its faults and follies..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
There's Snow On The Fields
There's snow on the fields,And cold in the cottage,While I sit in the chimney nookSupping hot pottage.My clothes are soft and warm,Fold upon fold,But..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
There Is One That Has A Head Without An Eye
There is one that has a head without an eye,And there's one that has an eye without a head:You may find the answer if you try;And when all is..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
There Is But One May In The Year,
There is but one May in the year,And sometimes May is wet and cold;There is but one May in the yearBefore the year grows old.Yet though it be the..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The World
By day she woos me, soft, exceeding fair:But all night as the moon so changeth she;Loathsome and foul with hideous leprosyAnd subtle serpents gliding..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Wind Has Such A Rainy Sound
The wind has such a rainy soundMoaning through the town,The sea has such a windy sound, -Will the ships go down?The apples in the orchardTumble from..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Three Enemies
THE FLESH"Sweet, thou art pale.""More pale to see,Christ hung upon the cruel treeAnd bore His Father's wrath for me.""Sweet, thou art sad.""Beneath a..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti