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Christina Rossetti: Sister Maude
Sister MaudeWho told my mother of my shame, Who told my father of my dear? Oh who but Maude, my sister Maude, Who lurked to spy and peer.Cold he lies, as cold as stone, With his clotted…Christina Rossetti: Sleep at Sea
Sleep at SeaSound the deep waters:— Who shall sound that deep?— Too short the plummet, And the watchmen sleep. Some dream of effort Up a toilsome steep; Some dream of pasture grounds…Christina Rossetti: Somewhere or Other
Somewhere or OtherSomewhere or other there must surely be The face not seen, the voice not heard, The heart that not yet—never yet—ah me! Made answer to my word.Somewhere or other, may…Christina Rossetti: Songs in a Cornfield
Songs in a CornfieldA song in a cornfield Where corn begins to fall, Where reapers are reaping, Reaping one, reaping all. Sing pretty Lettice, Sing Rachel, sing May; Only Marian cannot…Christina Rossetti: Sound Sleep
Sound SleepSome are laughing, some are weeping; She is sleeping, only sleeping. Round her rest wild flowers are creeping; There the wind is heaping, heaping Sweetest sweets of Summer's…Christina Rossetti: Spring Quiet
Spring QuietGone were but the Winter, Come were but the Spring, I would go to a covert Where the birds sing;Where in the whitethorn Singeth a thrush, And a robin sings In the holly-…Christina Rossetti: Sweet Death
Sweet DeathThe sweetest blossoms die. And so it was that, going day by day Unto the church to praise and pray, And crossing the green churchyard thoughtfully, I saw how on the graves…Christina Rossetti: The Convent Threshold
The Convent ThresholdThere's blood between us, love, my love, There's father's blood, there's brother's blood; And blood's a bar I cannot pass: I choose the stairs that mount above, Stair…Christina Rossetti: The Ghost'S Petition
The Ghost'S Petition'There's a footstep coming: look out and see,' 'The leaves are falling, the wind is calling; No one cometh across the lea.'—'There's a footstep coming; O sister, look…Christina Rossetti: The Hour and the Ghost
The Hour and the Ghost BRIDEO love, love, hold me fast, He draws me away from thee; I cannot stem the blast, Nor the cold strong sea: Far away a light shines Beyond the hills and pines; It…