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My heart is breaking for a little love — Christina Rossetti

Sometimes thou seem'st not as thyself alone, But as the meaning of all things that are. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Silence is more musical than any song. — Christina Rossetti

The sea hath no king but God alone. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

O passing angel, speed me with a song, a melody of heaven to reach my heart and rouse me to the race and make me strong. — Christina Rossetti

A recurring image in the work of the Rossetti circle was that of a woman absorbed in self-contemplation, gazing into a mirror or combing her hair. — Elizabeth Prettejohn

Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine. — Christina Rossetti

Love came down at Christmas, Love all lovely, Love Divine; Love was born at Christmas; Star and angels gave the sign. — Christina Rossetti

Christmas hath a beauty ... lovelier than the world can show. — Christina Rossetti

And all the winds go sighing, for sweet things dying. — Christina Rossetti

I might show facts as plain as day: but, since your eyes are blind, you'd say, 'Where? What?' and turn away. — Christina Rossetti

I believe because I am told to believe ... My faith is faith; it is not evolved out of argumentation, nor does it seek the aid of that. — Christina Rossetti

Was it a friend or foe that spread these lies; Nay, who but infants question in such wise, twas one of my most intimate enemies. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

The hard thin body of my childhood was just beginning to miraculously soften like the cracked ground of wadi when rain falls. — Rinsai Rossetti

Her hair that lay along her back
Was yellow like ripe corn. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Born in a stable,
Cradled in a manger,
In the world His hands have made,
Born a stranger. — Christina Rossetti

Be the green grass above me, with showers and dewdrops wet; and if thou wilt, remember, and if thou wilt, forget. — Christina Rossetti

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

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

I charge you at the Judgement make it plain,
My love of you was life and not a breath. — Christina Rossetti

Spring is when life's alive in everything. — Christina Rossetti

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

And may you happy live, And long us bless. — Christina Rossetti

What is pink? A rose is pink
By the fountain's brink. — Christina Rossetti

The downhill path is easy, but there's no turning back ... — Christina Rossetti

Better by far you should forget and smile that you should remember and be sad. — Christina Rossetti

Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. — Christina Rossetti

Faith is like a lily, lifted high and white. — Christina Rossetti

I dream of you to wake; would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on. — Christina Rossetti

The rose saith in the dewy morn,
I am most fair;
Yet all my loveliness is born
Upon a thorn. — Christina Rossetti

Where are the songs I used to know, Where are the notes I used to sing? I have forgotten everything I used to know so long ago. ("The Key-Note") — Christina Rossetti

O Lord, I cannot plead my love of Thee: I plead Thy love of me: - the shallow conduit hails the unfathomed sea. — Christina Rossetti

Remember me when I am gone away, gone far away into the silent land. — Christina Rossetti

All things that pass Are wisdom's looking-glass. — Christina Rossetti

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

The loves that meet in Paradise shall cast out fear, And Paradise hath room for you and me and all. — Christina Rossetti

To her whose heart is my heart's quiet home,
To my first Love, my Mother, on whose knee
I learnt love-lore that is not troublesome. — Christina Rossetti

A pin has a head, but has no hair — Christina Rossetti

Where innocent bright-eyes daisies are With blades of grass between, Each daisy stands up like a star Out of a sky of green. — Christina Rossetti

The Wombat is a Joy, a Triumph, a Delight, a Madness! — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

As a tree my sin stands
To darken all lands;
Death is the fruit it bore. — Christina Rossetti

Flowers preach to us if we will hear. — Christina Rossetti

When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me — Christina Rossetti

Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I: But when the trees bow down their head, The wind is passing by. — Christina Rossetti

Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been;
I am also call'd No-more, Too-late, Farewell — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

A man is ever apt to contemplate himself out of all proportion to his surroundings. — Christina Rossetti

Morning and evening
Maids heard the goblins cry:
'Come buy our orchard fruits,
Come buy, come buy — Christina Rossetti

No sooner have you feasted on beauty with your eyes than your mind tells you that beauty is vain and beauty passes — Virginia Woolf

Obedience is the fruit of faith. — Christina Rossetti

We must not look at goblin men — Christina Rossetti

I think you should ignore Sara Teasdale (she's a bit of a moper, to be honest.).
Take Christina Rossetti's advice and be fire. — Mary Jane Hathaway

From perfect grief there need not beWisdom or even memory;One thing then learned remains to me -The woodspurge has a cup of three. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Beauty without the beloved is a like a sword through the heart. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

The lilies say: Behold how we
Preach without words of purity. — Christina Rossetti

Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang
When life was sweet because you call'd them sweet? — Christina Rossetti

Good deeds are many, but good lives are few ... — Christina Rossetti

I rely on a backbone of books and, for the most part, it's enough to keep me quiet, half-drugged with dreams of imaginary worlds. — Rinsai Rossetti

Pale sky, white land; like somewhere past the end of the world — Rinsai Rossetti

Love is the last relay and ultimate outposts of eternity. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Hurt no living thing: Ladybird, nor butterfly, Nor moth with dusty wing. — Christina Rossetti

For all night long I dreamed of you:
I woke and prayed against my will, Then slept to dream of you again. — Christina Rossetti

Gather a shell from the strewn beach And listen at its lips: they sigh The same desire and mystery, The echo of the whole sea's speech. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Consider The lilies of the field whose bloom is brief:
We are as they; Like them we fade away As doth a leaf. — Christina Rossetti

I am not as these are, the poet saithIn youth's pride, and the painter, among menAt bay, where never pencil comes nor pem — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Hope is like a harebell trembling from its birth. — Christina Rossetti

Places that are empty of you are empty of life. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Conception, my boy, fundamental brain work, is what makes all the difference in art. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun. — Christina Rossetti

Spring bursts today, For love is risen and all earth's at play. — Christina Rossetti

For one man is my world of all the men this wide world holds; O love, my world is you. — Christina Rossetti

Love is like a rose, the joy of all the earth. — Christina Rossetti

Your eyes smile peace. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

I lock my door upon myself,
And bar them out; but who shall wall
Self from myself, most loathed of all? — Christina Rossetti

The worst moment for the atheist is when he is really thankful and has nobody to thank. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Obedience is the fruit of faith;
patience is the early blossom on the tree of faith. — Christina Rossetti

All earth's full rivers can not fillThe sea that drinking thirsteth still. — Christina Rossetti

Fallen from sonship, beggared of grace,
Grant me. Father, a servant's place. — Christina Rossetti

Choose love not in the shallows
but in the deep. — Christina Rossetti

For I am bound with fleshly bands,
Joy, beauty, lie beyond my scope;
I strain my heart, I stretch my hands,
And catch at hope. — Christina Rossetti

Tread softly! All the earth is holy ground. — Christina Rossetti

One day in the country
Is worth a month in town — Christina Rossetti

Hope is like a hairball trembling from its birth ... — Christina Rossetti

Heaven is the presence of God. — Christina Rossetti

Life is not always about happy endings. Sometimes it's about finding happiness in the ending you get. — Chip Rossetti

I'll love him til he loves me best
Me best of all, Maude Clare — Christina Rossetti

He had an extraordinarily casual air about him. I'd noticed that before, when he had tossed himself out the window. — Rinsai Rossetti

I have a room whereinto no one enters
Save I myself alone:
There sits a blessed memory on a throne,
There my life centres. — Christina Rossetti

Were there no God, we would be in this glorious world with grateful hearts, and no one thank. — Christina Rossetti

Rest, rest at the heart's core ... till joy shall overtake. — Christina Rossetti

He. Does there have to be a he? It seems weak and unoriginal doesn't it, for stories told by girls to always have a he? — Rinsai Rossetti

My heart is like a singing bird. — Christina Rossetti

Beauty like hers is genius. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

When wombats do inspire/I strike my disused lyre — Christina Rossetti

The city mouse lives in a house, The garden mouse lives in a bower — Christina Rossetti

Where there are no God, we would be in this glorious world with grateful hearts and no one to thank. — Christina Rossetti

A Sonnet is a
moment's
monument,
Memorial from the
Soul's eternity
To one dead
deathless hour. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Beautiful, delightful, noble, memorable, as is the world, I yet am well content in my shady crevice. — Christina Rossetti

It is beautiful, the world, and life itself. I am glad I have lived. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti

Hope dead lives nevermore,
No, not in heaven. — Christina Rossetti

Tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass. — Dante Gabriel Rossetti