Open wide the windows of our spirits and fill us full of light; open wide the door of our hearts, that we may receive and entertain Thee with all our powers of adoration. Christina Rossetti More Quotes by Christina Rossetti More Quotes From Christina Rossetti Fair as the moon and joyful as the light; Tot wan with waiting, not with sorrow dim; Not as she is, but was when hope shone bright; Not as she is, but as she fills his dreams. Christina Rossetti light moon dream I wish I could remember the first day, Christina Rossetti famous-love summer winter My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit; My heart 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. Raise me a daïs of silk and down; Hang it with vair and purple dyes; Carve it in doves and pomegranates, And peacocks with a hundred eyes; Work it in gold and silver grapes, In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys; Because the birthday of my life Is come, my love is come to me. Christina Rossetti eye work life Because the birthday of my life Is come, my love is come to me. Christina Rossetti pomegranates birthday love-is This life is but the passage of a day, Christina Rossetti passages lovers life Hope dead lives nevermore, Christina Rossetti nevermore hope heaven I lock my door upon myself, And bar them out; but who shall wall Self from myself, most loathed of all? Christina Rossetti wall self doors Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live My very life again though cold in death; Come back to me in dreams, that I may give Pulse for pulse, breath for breath: Speak low, lean low, As long ago, my love, how long ago Christina Rossetti long-ago dream giving Oh roses for the flush of youth, And laurel for the perfect prime; But pluck an ivy branch for me Grown old before my time. Christina Rossetti ivy perfect time We must not look at goblin men, We must not buy their fruits: Who knows upon what soil they fed Their hungry thirsty roots? Christina Rossetti roots men looks For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather. Christina Rossetti sister family cheer My heart is like a singing bird Christina Rossetti apples heart water Why one day in the country Is worth a month in town; Is worth a day and a year Of the dusty, musty, lag-last fashion That days drone elsewhere. Christina Rossetti fashion country years Observe this dew-drenched rose of Tyrian gardens A rose today. But you will ask in vain Tomorrow what it is; and yesterday It was the dust, the sunshine, and the rains. Christina Rossetti sunshine flower rain When I am dead, my dearest, Christina Rossetti cypress-trees cypresses song The downhill path is easy, but there's no turning back. Christina Rossetti no-turning-back path easy 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. Christina Rossetti dream heart lying Trust me, I have not earned your dear rebuke, I love, as you would have me, God the most; Would lose not Him, but you, must one be lost, Nor with Lot's wife cast back a faithless look Unready to forego what I forsook; This say I, having counted up the cost, This, tho' I be the feeblest of God's host, The sorriest sheep Christ shepherds with His crook. Yet while I love my God the most, I deem That I can never love you overmuch; I love Him more, so let me love you too; Yea, as I apprehend it, love is such I cannot love you if I love not Him. I cannot love Him if I love not you. Christina Rossetti i-love-him love-you love-is For one man is my world of all the men this wide world holds; O love, my world is you. Christina Rossetti love men world Obedience is the fruit of faith. Christina Rossetti dedication fruit faith
