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").

Child's Talk In April

I wish you were a pleasant wren,And I your small accepted mate;How we'd look down on toilsome men!We'd rise and go to bed at eightOr it may be not..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

By The Waters Of Babylon

Here where I dwell I waste to skin and bone;The curse is come upon me, and I wasteIn penal torment powerless to atone.The curse is come on me, which..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

By The 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 fillThe sea..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Brownie, Brownie, Let Down Your Milk

Brownie, Brownie, let down your milkWhite as swansdown and smooth as silk,Fresh as dew and pure as snow:For I know where the cowslips blow,And you..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Brown And Furry

Brown and furryCaterpillar in a hurry,Take your walkTo the shady leaf, or stalk,Or what not,Which may be the chosen spot.No toad spy you,Hovering..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Bride Song

From 'The Prince's Progress'TOO late for love, too late for joy,Too late, too late!You loiter'd on the road too long,You trifled at the gate:The..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Bread And Milk For Breakfast

Bread and milk for breakfast,And woollen frocks to wear,And a crumb for robin redbreastOn the cold days of the year.

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Boats Sail On The Rivers

Boats sail on the rivers,And ships sail on the seas;But clouds that sail across the skyAre prettier far than these.There are bridges on the rivers,As..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Blind From My Birth

Blind from my birth,Where flowers are springingI sit on earthAll dark.Hark! hark!A lark is singing.His notes are all for me,For me his mirth: -Till..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Bitter For Sweet

Summer is gone with all its roses,Its sun and perfumes and sweet flowers,Its warm air and refreshing showers:And even Autumn closes.Yea, Autumn's..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Bird Raptures

The sunrise wakes the lark to sing,The moonrise wakes the nightingale.Come darkness, moonrise, everythingThat is so silent, sweet, and pale,Come, so..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Bird Or Beast?

Did any bird come flyingAfter Adam and Eve,When the door was shut against themAnd they sat down to grieve?I think not Eve's peacockSplendid to..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Beneath Thy Cross

Am I a stone, and not a sheep,That I can stand, O Christ, beneath thy cross,To number drop by drop Thy Blood's slow loss,And yet not weep?Not so..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Before The Paling Of The Stars

Before the winter morn,Before the earliest cock crow,Jesus Christ was born:Born in a stable,Cradled in a manger,In the world his hands had madeBorn a..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Beauty Is Vain

While roses are so red,While lilies are so white,Shall a woman exalt her faceBecause it gives delight?She's not so sweet as a rose,A lily's..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Baby Lies So Fast Asleep

Baby lies so fast asleepThat we cannot wake her:Will the angels clad in whiteFly from heaven to take her?Baby lies so fast asleepThat no pain can..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Baby Cry

Baby cry -Oh fie! -At the physic in the cup:Gulp it twiceAnd gulp it thrice,Baby gulp it up.

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Autumn Violets

Keep love for youth, and violets for the spring:Of if these bloom when worn-out autumn grieves,Let them lie hid in double shade of leaves,Their own..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Autumn

I dwell alone - I dwell alone, alone,Whilst full my river flows down to the sea,Gilded with flashing boatsThat bring no friend to me:O love-songs..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

At Home

When I was dead, my spirit turnedTo seek the much-frequented house:I passed the door, and saw my friendsFeasting beneath green orange boughs;From..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Another Spring

If I might see another SpringI'd not plant summer flowers and wait:I'd have my crocuses at onceMy leafless pink mezereons,My chill-veined snow-drops..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Angels At The Foot

Angels at the foot,And Angels at the head,And like a curly little lambMy pretty babe in bed.

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

An October Garden

In my Autumn garden I was fainTo mourn among my scattered roses;Alas for that last rosebud which unclosesTo Autumn's languid sun and rainWhen all the..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

An End

Love, strong as Death, is dead.Come, let us make his bedAmong the dying flowers:A green turf at his head;And a stone at his feet,Whereon we may sitIn..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

An Emerald Is As Green As Grass

An emerald is as green as grass;A ruby red as blood;A sapphire shines as blue as heaven;A flint lies in the mud.A diamond is a brilliant stone,To..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti