The Convent Threshold (Christina Rossetti Poems)
There's blood between us, love, my love, There's father's blood, there's brother's blood, And blood's a bar I cannot pass. ...
There's blood between us, love, my love, There's father's blood, there's brother's blood, And blood's a bar I cannot pass. ...
When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor ...
Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you. But when the leaves hang trembling, The wind is passing through. ...
The hope I dreamed of was a dream, Was but a dream; and now I wake, Exceeding comfortless, and worn, ...
I The irresponsive silence of the land, The irresponsive sounding of the sea, Speak both one message of one sense ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
I sat beneath a willow tree, Where water falls and calls; While fancies upon fancies solaced me, Some true, and ...
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