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").

Consider The Lilies Of The Field

Flowers preach to us if we will hear:—The rose saith in the dewy morn:I am most fair;Yet all my loveliness is bornUpon a thorn.The poppy saith amid..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Consider

ConsiderThe lilies of the field whose bloom is brief:—We are as they;Like them we fade away,As doth a leaf.ConsiderThe sparrows of the air of small..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Consider

ConsiderThe lilies of the field whose bloom is brief:—We are as they;Like them we fade away,As doth a leaf.ConsiderThe sparrows of the air of small..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Conference Between Christ, The Saints, And The Soul

I am pale with sick desire,For my heart is far awayFrom this world's fitful fireAnd this world's waning day;In a dream it overleapsA world of tedious..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Come Unto Me

Oh, for the time gone by, when thought of ChristMade His Yoke easy and His Burden light;When my heart stirred within me at the sightOf Altar spread..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Color

What is pink? a rose is pinkBy a fountain's brink.What is red? a poppy's redIn its barley bed.What is blue? the sky is blueWhere the clouds float..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Cobwebs

It is a land with neither night nor day,Nor heat nor cold, nor any wind, nor rain,Nor hills nor valleys; but one even plainStretches thro' long..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Clouds

White sheep, white sheep,On a blue hill,When the wind stops,You all stand still.When the wind blows,You walk away slow.White sheep, white sheep,Where..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Clever Little Willie Wee

Clever little Willie wee,Bright-eyed, blue-eyed little fellow;Merry little MargeryWith her hair all yellow.Little Willie in his heartIs a sailor on..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Christmas Eve

CHRISTMAS hath darknessBrighter than the blazing noon,Christmas hath a chillnessWarmer than the heat of June,Christmas hath a beautyLovelier than the..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

Christian And Jew

A Dialogue'Oh happy happy land!Angels like rushes standAbout the wells of light.'—'Alas, I have not eyes for this fair sight:Hold fast my hand.'—'As..

© Christina Georgina Rossetti

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