Christina Rosetti's poems are masterpieces, a voice of her age and (not just women) but the people of her time- Rosetti takes you on a sea of emotions and lets you down gentle feeling rejuvenated and smiling. I love her poems and "Remember" is my ABSOLUTE favourite poem (That and 2If" by Rudyard Kip

Passing away the bliss,
The anguish passing away:
Thus it is
Today.

Clean past away the sorrow,
The pleasure brought back to stay:
Thus and this
Tomorrow.

(Passing)

These are really beautiful poems. Even though I'm not Christian I can feel how passionate she is about life and I like the way she can use her religion to express that. She's a master of rhyme and always chooses interesting words. She must have been an interesting person to know, when you read her y

rip christina rossetti you would have loved phoebe bridgers. no but who else imagines themselves dead, haunting their group of friends who are having a tea party together speaking excitedly about their futures. :P

Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart;
My silent heart, lie still and break:
Life, and the world, and mine own self, are changed
For a dream's sake.

A remarkable collection of artistic poetry in a Victorian worldview filled with wistful hopes, evocative imageries, and deep emotions.

Rossetti, a talented poetess, tackled recurring themes such as piety, love, sentimentalism, feminism, and somehow, like Emily Dickinson, had a penchant for death. My

It was nice to read through some old poems I already knew and discover some new ones!! however, I really hated this book edition!! Goblin market, in my opinion one of Rossetti's best poems, was abridged along with some of her other longer poems! It just completely took away the emotion and message f

Christina Rossetti is a poet with many contradictions: sometimes she's extremely ahead of her time, a feminist warrior; yet at other times, especially in her religious verses, she is so quaint and old-fashioned. Sometimes she's fierce, sometimes preachy, often sad and melancholic. However, she is co

This poem is simply beautiful.......

Remember

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understa

Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you:
But when the leaves hang trembling
The wind is passing through.

Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads
The wind is passing by.

Twist me a crown of wind-flowers;
That I may fly away
To hear the singers at their song,
And play