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").
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
The Thread Of Life
IThe irresponsive silence of the land,The irresponsive sounding of the sea,Speak both one message of one sense to me:--Aloof, aloof, we stand aloof..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Summer Nights Are Short
The summer nights are shortWhere northern days are long:For hours and hours lark after larkTrills out his song.The summer days are shortWhere..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Skylark
The earth was green, the sky was blue:I saw and heard one sunny morn,A skylark hang between the two,A singing speck above the corn;A stage below, in..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Rose That Blushes Rosy Red
The rose that blushes rosy red,She must hang her head;The lily that blows spotless white,She may stand upright.
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
The Queen Of Hearts
How comes it, Flora, that, whenever wePlay cards together, you invariably,However the pack parts,Still hold the Queen of Hearts?I've scanned you with..
© Christina Georgina Rossetti
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