Better by far you should forget and smile than you should remember and be sad. Christina Rossetti More Quotes by Christina Rossetti More Quotes From Christina Rossetti January cold and desolate; Christina Rossetti starsstrongspring In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone; Snow had fallen, Snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago. Christina Rossetti naturewintertravel She cried, "Laura," up the garden, "Did you miss me? Come and kiss me. Never mind my bruises, Hug me, kiss me, suck my juices Squeezed from goblin fruits for you, Goblin pulp and goblin dew. Eat me, drink me, love me; Laura, make much of me; For your sake I have braved the glen And had to do with goblin merchant men. Christina Rossetti kissinggardenmen Let bygones be bygones. Christina Rossetti let-bygones-be-bygonesbygonesforgiveness As a tree my sin stands Christina Rossetti fruitlandtree The violets whisper from the shade Which their own leaves have made: Men scent our fragrance on the air, Yet take no heed Of humble lessons we would read. Christina Rossetti humbleairmen Christmas hath a darkness; Christina Rossetti christmasjunejesus And may you happy live, And long us bless. Christina Rossetti maybirthdaylong O Lord, who art our guide even unto death, grant us, I pray Thee, grace to follow Thee whithersoever Thou goest. In little daily duties to which Thou callest us, bow down our wills to simple obedience. Christina Rossetti gracesimpleart A pin has a head, but has no hair Christina Rossetti pinshair Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang When life was sweet because you call’d them sweet? Christina Rossetti songsweet 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,Love is like a lovely rose, the world's delight.Harebells and sweet lilies show a thornless growth,But the rose with all its thorns excels them both. Christina Rossetti whitelove-issweet All earth's full rivers can not fillThe sea that drinking thirsteth still. Christina Rossetti drinkingsearivers The city mouse lives in a house, The garden mouse lives in a bower Christina Rossetti gardencitieshouse And sometimes I remember days of old Christina Rossetti rainbowstrongfeet Spring's an expansive time: yet I don't trust Christina Rossetti flowerwinterspring I watched a rose-bud very long Christina Rossetti flowerstrongsong Christmas hath a beauty ... lovelier than the world can show. Christina Rossetti christmasshowsworld It's surely summer. for there's a swallow: Come one swallow, his mate will follow, The bird race quicken and wheel and thicken. Christina Rossetti racesummerbird Why does the sea moan evermore? Shut out from heaven it makes its moan, It frets against the boundary shore; All earth's full rivers cannot fill The sea, that drinking thirsteth still. Christina Rossetti oceandrinkingsea
