Poet Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti

Christina Rossetti Poems

  • 1.  
    I have no wit, no words, no tears;
    My heart within me like a stoneIs numb'd too much for hopes or fears;
  • 2.  
    My heart is like a singing bird
    Whose nest is in a watered shoot;My heart is like an apple-tree
  • 3.  
    A city plum is not a plum;
    A dumb-bell is no bell, though dumb;A party rat is not a rat;
  • 4.  
    A fool I was to sleep at noon,
    And wake when night is chillyBeneath the comfortless cold moon;
  • 5.  
    “I thought your search was over.”-”So I thought.”-
    “But you are seeking still.”-”Yes, even so: Still seeking in mine own despite below
  • 6.  
    A handy Mole who plied no shovel
    To excavate his vaulted hovel,While hard at work met in mid-furrow
  • 7.  
    They made the chamber sweet with flowers and leaves,
    And the bed sweet with flowers on which I lay;While my soul, love-bound, loitered on its way.
  • 8.  
    A pin has a head, but has no hair;
    A clock has a face, but no mouth there;Needles have eyes, but they cannot see;
  • 9.  

  • 10.  
    Does that lamp still burn in my Father's house,
    Which he kindled the night I went away?I turned once beneath the cedar boughs,
  • 11.  
    She stands as pale as Parian statues stand;
    Like Cleopatra when she turned at bay, And felt her strength above the Roman sway,
  • 12.  
    Three sang of love together: one with lips
    Crimson, with cheeks and bosom in a glow,Flushed to the yellow hair and finger-tips;
  • 13.  
    A white hen sitting
    On white eggs three:Next, three speckled chickens
  • 14.  
    A Robin said: The Spring will never come,
    And I shall never care to build again.A Rosebush said: These frosts are wearisome,
  • 15.  
    Pity the sorrows of a poor old Dog
    Who wags his tail a-begging in his need:Despise not even the sorrows of a Frog,
  • 16.  
    The curtains were half drawn, the floor was swept
    And strewn with rushes, rosemary and may Lay thick upon the bed on which I lay,
  • 17.  
    A is the Alphabet, A at its head;
    A is an Antelope, agile to run.B is the Baker Boy bringing the bread,
  • 18.  
    “O ye, all ye that walk in Willowwood.”
    D.G. Rossetti
  • 19.  
    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,
  • 20.  
    Remember, if I claim too much of you,
    I claim it of my brother and my friend: Have patience with me till the hidden end,
  • 21.  
    “In the grave, whither thou goest.”

  • 22.  
    Brown and furry
    Caterpillar in a hurry,Take your walk
  • 23.  
    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 plain
  • 24.  
    I was a cottage maiden
    Hardened by sun and airContented with my cottage mates,
  • 25.  
    Oh why is heaven built so far,
    Oh why is earth set so remote?I cannot reach the nearest star
  • 26.  
    A diamond or a coal?
    A diamond, if you please:Who cares about a clumsy coal
  • 27.  
    Where sunless rivers weep
    Their waves into the deep,She sleeps a charmed sleep:
  • 28.  
    Young Love lies sleeping
    In May-time of the year,Among the lilies,
  • 29.  
    Come to me in the silence of the night;
    Come in the speaking silence of a dream;Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright
  • 30.  
    “While I sit at the door
    Sick to gaze withinMine eye weepeth sore
  • 31.  
    When fishes set umbrellas up
    If the rain-drops run,Lizards will want their parasols
  • 32.  

  • 33.  
    Hopping frog, hop here and be seen,
    I'll not pelt you with stick or stone:Your cap is laced and your coat is green;
  • 34.  
    Go from me, summer friends, and tarry not:
    I am no summer friend, but wintry cold, A silly sheep benighted from the fold,
  • 35.  
    The wind shall lull us yet,
    The flowers shall spring above us;And those who hate forget,
  • 36.  
    Morning and evening
    Maids heard the goblins cry:“Come buy our orchard fruits,
  • 37.  
    Was it a chance that made her pause
    One moment at the opened door, Pale where she stood so flushed before
  • 38.  
    Have you forgotten how one Summer night
    We wandered forth together with the moon, While warm winds hummed to us a sleepy tune?
  • 39.  
    Heartsease in my garden bed,
    With sweetwilliam white and red,Honeysuckle on my wall:-
  • 40.  
    Because one loves you, Helen Grey,
    Is that a reason you should pout And like a March wind veer about
  • 41.  
    Hope is like a harebell trembling from its birth,
    Love is like a rose the joy of all the earth;Faith is like a lily lifted high and white,
  • 42.  
    How many seconds in a minute?
    Sixty, and no more in it.
  • 43.  
    I planted a hand
    And there came up a palm,I planted a heart
  • 44.  
    If a mouse could fly,
    Or if a crow could swim,Or if a sprat could walk and talk,
  • 45.  
    If hope grew on a bush,
    And joy grew on a tree,What a nosegay for the plucking
  • 46.  
    One face looks out from all his canvasses,
    One selfsame figure sits or walks or leans;We found her hidden just behind those screens,
  • 47.  
    Ten years ago it seemed impossible
    That she should ever grow so calm as this, With self-remembrance in her warmest kiss
  • 48.  
    Is the moon tired? she looks so pale
    Within her misty veil:She scales the sky from east to west,
  • 49.  
    An emerald is as green as grass;
    A ruby red as blood;A sapphire shines as blue as heaven;
  • 50.  
    Where were you last night? I watched at the gate;
    I went down early, I stayed down late. Were you snug at home, I should like to know,
Total 287 poems written by Christina Rossetti

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