What Would I Give (Christina Rossetti Poems)
What would I give for a heart of flesh to warm me through, Instead of this heart of stone ice-cold ...
What would I give for a heart of flesh to warm me through, Instead of this heart of stone ice-cold ...
1 Lo d? che han detto a' dolci amici addio. - Dante Amor, con quanto sforzo oggi mi vinci! - ...
Sleep, little Baby, sleep, The holy Angels love thee, And guard thy bed, and keep A blessed watch above thee. ...
I tell my secret? No indeed, not I: Perhaps some day, who knows? But not today; it froze, and blows, ...
I plucked pink blossoms from mine apple tree And wore them all that evening in my hair: Then in due ...
God strengthen me to bear myself; That heaviest weight of all to bear, Inalienable weight of care. All others are ...
I was a cottage maiden Hardened by sun and air Contented with my cottage mates, Not mindful I was fair. ...
Go from me, summer friends, and tarry not: I am no summer friend, but wintry cold, A silly sheep benighted ...
I cannot tell you how it was, But this I know: it came to pass Upon a bright and sunny ...
Promise me no promises, So will I not promise you: Keep we both our liberties, Never false and never true: ...
I The irresponsive silence of the land, The irresponsive sounding of the sea, Speak both one message of one sense ...
I sat beneath a willow tree, Where water falls and calls; While fancies upon fancies solaced me, Some true, and ...
She stands as pale as Parian statues stand; Like Cleopatra when she turned at bay, And felt her strength above ...
Something this foggy day, a something which Is neither of this fog nor of today, Has set me dreaming of ...
SAFE where I cannot die yet, Safe where I hope to lie too, Safe from the fume and the fret; ...
Where sunless rivers weep Their waves into the deep, She sleeps a charmed sleep: Awake her not. Led by a ...
She sat and sang alway By the green margin of a stream, Watching the fishes leap and play Beneath the ...
Oh why is heaven built so far, Oh why is earth set so remote? I cannot reach the nearest star ...
I have no wit, no words, no tears; My heart within me like a stone Is numbed too much for ...
MORNING and evening Maids heard the goblins cry: "Come buy our orchard fruits, Come buy, come buy: Apples and quinces, ...
VI We lack, yet cannot fix upon the lack: Not this, nor that; yet somewhat, certainly. We see the things ...
I never said I loved you, John: Why will you tease me day by day, And wax a weariness to ...
When I was dead, my spirit turned To seek the much-frequented house: I passed the door, and saw my friends ...
THE FLESH "Sweet, thou art pale." "More pale to see, Christ hung upon the cruel tree And bore His Father's ...
Sleeping at last, the trouble and tumult over, Sleeping at last, the struggle and horror past, Cold and white, out ...
Before the winter morn, Before the earliest cock crow, Jesus Christ was born: Born in a stable, Cradled in a ...
Out of the church she followed them With a lofty step and mien: His bride was like a village maid, ...
My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree ...
Come to me in the silence of the night; Come in the speaking silence of a dream; Come with soft ...
Passing away, saith the World, passing away: Chances, beauty and youth, sapp'd day by day: Thy life never continueth in ...
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