The Poetical Works of Christina Georgina Rossetti
Christina Rossetti is the sister of two of the founding members of the Pre-Raphaelite Brotherhood, Dante Gabriel Rossetti and William Michael Rossetti, and is one of the first women associated with the group. She is best known for her romantic, devotional and children's poetry, and works such as "The Goblin Market" and "In the Bleak Midwinter," which became the lyrics to a well-loved Christmas carol.
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Page 451 - For the creature was made subject to vanity, not willingly, but by reason of him who hath subjected the same in hope, because the creature itself also shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God. For we know that the whole creation groaneth and travaileth in pain together until now.
Page lxvi - Whose grapes are so luscious; How warm the wind must blow Through those fruit bushes." "No," said Lizzie: "No, no, no: Their offers should not charm us, Their evil gifts would harm us.
Page 457 - AND after these things I heard a great voice of much people in heaven, saying, Alleluia; Salvation, and glory, and honour, and power, unto the Lord our God: for true and righteous are his judgments: for he hath judged the great whore, which did corrupt the earth with her fornication, and hath avenged the blood of his servants at her hand.
Page 459 - But Zion said, The Lord hath forsaken me, And my Lord hath forgotten me. Can a woman forget her sucking child, That she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? Yea, they may forget, Yet will I not forget thee. Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands ; Thy walls are continually before me.
Page 323 - My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a watered shoot: My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thickset fruit; My IK.II [ is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea; My heart is gladder than all these Because my love is come to me.
Page 426 - WHO HAS SEEN THE WIND?" 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.
Page lxix - In sullen silence of exceeding pain. She never caught again the goblin cry: 'Come buy, come buy;' — She never spied the goblin men Hawking their fruits along the glen: But when the noon waxed bright Her hair grew thin and grey; She dwindled, as the fair full moon doth turn To swift decay and burn Her fire away.
Page lxv - Pricking up her golden head: We must not look at goblin men, We must not buy their fruits: Who knows upon what soil they fed Their hungry thirsty roots?' 'Come buy,' call the goblins Hobbling down the glen. *Oh,' cried Lizzie. 'Laura, Laura, You should not peep at goblin men.
Page 282 - 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 planned: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray.