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Beginning: Christina Rossetti

Can anything be sadder then work left undone? Yes; work never begun. Christina Rossetti The image is copyright: Digital Storm via Shutterstock Advertisements

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A Birthday: Christina Rossetti

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; … Continue reading

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I Wish I Could Remember That First Day: Christina Rossetti

I wish I could remember that first day, First hour, first moment of your meeting me, If bright or dim the season, it might be Summer or Winter for aught I can say; So unrecorded did it slip away, So … Continue reading

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De Profundis: Christina Rossetti

Oh why is heaven built so far, Oh why is earth set so remote? I cannot reach the nearest star That hangs afloat. I would not care to reach the moon, One round monotonous of change; Yet even she repeats … Continue reading

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Life’s Journey To Its Very End: Christina Rossetti

Does the road wind uphill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day’s journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend. But is there for the night a resting-place? A roof for when … Continue reading

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